Mind Cheater...Revenge Sucks(Mature content Warning! Contains mention of nudity... just so you know...)
"But, but I'll look like a total idiot!" Jason protests.
"Correction, you'll look like a slutty idiot " A smile creeps back over Angela's face.
"I hate you "
Jason reaches into the packaging, pulling out the tennis outfit and holds it up against her body. Shutting her eyes, she soon cringes as an uncomfortably tight and low cut sports bra forms over her chest, leaving the majority of her midriff exposed. Her jeans disappear into her flesh as a small white mini skirt emerges from her hips, barely extending below her ass, concealing her black undergarments. The color in her sneakers bleaches to pure white as athletic socks form around her feet and stop just above her ankles. Looking into her reflection in mirror above the sink, Jason blushes as she lets the extra costume fall from her hands to the floor.
Mind CheaterMind CheaterMind Cheater5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
"Oh please, oh please, oh please Please be it!" The red haired 24 year old races towards the front door after hearing the doorbell echo throughout her apartment. Quickly gripping the doorknob, she twists it and yanks open the door in excitement.
"Excuse me I have a package here for Ms. Angela Spry "
"Yep, that's me!" She quickly grabs the small package from the yellow clad delivery man. "Thanks, you are just in time!" She can hardly hold her excitement as she places the small box under her arm.
"No problem mam, just sign here please " Handing her a pen, Angela quickly snatches it, promptly signing on the dotted line. "Thank you, and one more thing I need you to sign this too before I can activate your product " He holds out another clipboard for her to sign
"What's this for?" Angela begins scanning the document. "Oh, it's not
TG - Not So Bad WishNot So Bad WishTG - Not So Bad Wish5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
James sighed, his face pressed against the table at the hamburger place. "She said I was too self-centered."
Brad patted James on the back, softly at first, then vigorously to make up for it. "Hey, don't let it get to you. We'll make some drinks at your place and then we'll play your entire collection of Queen and sing along to it till five in the morning."
James turned his face against the cool table but he couldn't find the strength to lift his cheek from it. "But Heather and I were going so great "
Brad scoffed. "You fought all the time." Brad didn't add that Heather had once told him she really liked girls more than guys and always wished she'd been born a male. He figured that would just make James fall even deeper into depression.
James glanced at the desolate glossiness of the table and puffed a bit of air at a massive chunk of straw cover scrap. It didn't even flutter it. Brad flicked the little thing away and added, "You're better off without h
The Gun TGThe GunThe Gun TG5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Eric Cole ran as his ex-girlfriend, Misty, screamed though the hallway, "I'm gonna blast your balls off!"
When he responded to heavy knocks on the front door of his apartment, it may have appeared she was leveling a handgun at him. But the colorful, purple handle gave away the true nature of her weapon.
He had no idea how he dodged the first blast of light and energy. Instinctively, he pushed the door in her face but her legs were already through and nothing would keep her out.
After the hallway and the threat still ringing in his ears, Eric sprinted into the living room and grabbed the mirror off the wall. It was tall and narrow and made for a decent shield.
Misty stalked around the corner, her colorful gun leading. Her black hair seemed darker than usual with tendrils that splayed across her forehead like spider legs. While a head shorter than him, Eric knew never to underestimate Misty with how much time she spent kickboxing in the gym.
In fact, with the shine of swea
Body Swappa TG Part 1"I dunno if we should..." said Dan as he looked at his girlfriend.Body Swappa TG Part 15 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Aww come on it'll be fuuun" replied Amanda tryin to sound at least a bit convincing.
Amanda had read something about how couples will switch bodies to see how the other one feels. It was supposed to be a thing to help out relationships. As for Dan he was to skeptical on things like this and thought of it as a waste of time.
"Our relationship is fine. We don't fight and we get along great." replied Dan.
"I know it is but I wanna see what it's like to be you and vice versa." said Amanda.
It only took Amanda a quick show of her chest for Dan to give in and try it. They decided to quickly go and get it over with. As they arrived at Body Swappa's Dan started to regret his decision.
"Why are you being such a wimp?" asked Amanda as she got out of the car.
"I-I'm not being a wimp. I just..." replied Dan as they held hands and walked into the building.
Both were immediately greeted by a lady at the front desk who had them sit a
Zappy Day Care - TGErin put a finally check on her clipboard, noting the last child's delivery to the daycare with a sense of satisfaction. She placed the board on the floor with a smile before facing the children, gathered in a group. "You're all going to behave today, aren't you?" she demanded.Zappy Day Care - TG5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
They nodded in union, giggling amongst themselves as she gave them a mock glare. "That means no fire balls, no gender morphs, no conjuring dragons, no entering fantasy worlds without bringing at least three other kids along in order to create an informal party for your future quest, you hear me?" They nodded, again, the littlest of the babies beginning to tip.
Erin winced as the girl smacked into the ground, crying as the air burst into sparks, a fire spreading across the wood. She sighed a little as the nursery extinguished itself. "Thank you boss lady," she muttered, rubbing a hand affectionately against the wall. She still wasn't entirely certain what sort of system they had, but it made taking care of
TG - Your Sequence for Neito56Your SequenceTG - Your Sequence for Neito565 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Hi. I'm here to be transformed into a girl. I have all the required paperwork."
Nate set a small novel of forms on the silvery counter. As he feared, the office appeared empty.
He pressed his hands into the deep pockets of his black trench coat and tapped his heavy-soled shoes. Having come this far, he resolved to wait.
The room was surprisingly-spacious for something so far underground. A wire mesh covered gray cabinets and lockers. A colorless fan turned slowly from the ceiling. A large, white circle was painted on the floor in front of the counter. And there was not a chair to relax on in sight.
Nate cracked his neck and leaned on the counter. No chairs he could see behind there either. The counter was impeccable, clean, and devoid of papers, pencils, clips, or any of the usual stuff expected of offices.
It did have on the front, in painted letters, the words, "Office of Gender Transformation."
After exhausting all the stretching and leaning he could do, Nate p
IGirl - TGA ripple spread beneath my clothing, my stomach caving inwards in a sudden burst of pain. The pill bottle falls besides me, rolling across the ground, and I scrabble for it; my dark little secret, the thing nobody can be allowed to know I took.IGirl - TG4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Another stream of pain shoots through my arms, the bones crushing inwards. The flesh feels like it's peeling off my body in some places, and being welded against my bones in others. I can feel my sides working in, my face changing. I sneeze repeatedly as my nose grows smaller, and my lips grow plumper, my ears changing too. Hair grows over them, sliding down my backside as it arcs in pain, my growing bottom dumping me on the floor.
I take desperate breaths to try and get enough air when my organs begin to shift; it's hard to not pass out, but I still don't have the bottle. I'm still in the boys bathroom. I giggle at a little at that, a stream of historicalness that seems to be trying to tear me inside out.
My flesh moves in miniature waves, slid
The Blush Factory TGThe Blush FactoryThe Blush Factory TG4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I groaned and blinked my eyes open as best I could. Still, I could barely see anything.
My throat felt like it had been washed with that junk dentists used to clean teeth. And I felt like my arms were locked in place as though by a rigid, tucked bed sheet. That got me blinking even more and fussing about.
Though my ears felt like they had plugs in them, I could still hear a hiss and crunch of some great machine running in the background.
Slowly, my vision returned and I looked around. I was secured to a place on a conveyor belt and I wasn't the only one. Countless men, just like me, were on the conveyor belt as well. Most had their heads down and appeared unconscious. Some were fussing about. A few were gagged but still trying to say something.
The areas around the conveyor belt were dark and mechanized. Bits turned and whirred, blowing off steam or belching water down drains.
My wrists were behind me and felt numb due to tension. I fussed with them
Little Girl Jealous - TG"You going to be done soon, Barbara?" Corry called, plaintively, shooting a glare at the baby while he waited; it cooed in response, same as always.Little Girl Jealous - TG4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Just a moment, hon! Play with the baby while I'm gone, will ya? He gets lonely without company."
"Better get used to it if we're going to go see a movie " He show the infant a victorious look, scowling when it simply giggled again in response, before moving around the room. The light steps of his feet against the hardwood floor wasn't quite enough to cover up; the giggling background, but it was the closest he could get short of leaving altogether and giving it a victory. He drummed his fingers against the wood of a shelf as he went, adding more sound as he flicked his gaze across the counter tops. Not a single picture of him, that didn't include the baby in it.
"About that, actually " came Barbara's voice. "I don't think I should leave him after all.."
It took Corry a moment to realize what she was talking about, though he made
My Little Dolly - TGRand traced a finger across the surface of the doll, tongue poking out between his teeth as he gently traced the curve. With a sofrt grunt he dug his fingernail into it, purposefully leaving a mark across its face. "Damn little sis always has to play around in my room..." He drove his fingernail further, scraping a line through the soft material until a red line had traveled down to the neck. it felt as soft as flesh. "Going to teach her not to mess with my stuff anymore."My Little Dolly - TG5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He dug the fingernail into the neck a little bit more, slowly working it into the joint. He could feel it at the edge of breaking, the satisfying pop at the edge of anticipation. A slight grip on his fingers made him freeze at the breaking point, eyes darting to the doll's hand as it held him. "Wha?"
She blinked back at him when he turned to the face, small lips pulled into a frown as she examined him. "You are rather rude to be playing with me, you know," she declared, after a moment.
His hand was burning underneath
The New MaidenThe New MaidenThe New Maiden5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your eyes peer with wide unbridled wonder
The heart and mind behind them stir
Far off notions arise within gently
But your eyes dip away from me
"Dear friend, true maiden of my heart and soul
You lift me up and make me whole
So for me there can be no greater good
Than declare you to maidenhood
At first you'll notice nothing strange
As all your bones begin to rearrange
A tickle is all you will feel
Before the maiden inside becomes real
Your skin is where we will begin
As every bit of hair is pulled within
Save those of gentle silver in the light
Each will fall without a fight
Then leave but narrow brows behind
And a forest on the head of their kind
Which flows as though watered, unbound
As hair of a lady is crowned
Now the maiden embrace seeks out your cheeks
And shows in the voice that now speaks
Like light-tinted honey on crystal
Flows out through your lungs with every breath, small
Arms hug you close in a loving embrace
And around the chest, gently trace
Prom Dates - TG"I don't know about this..." Jim fidgeted, wishing he could put more force into the words even as he said them. He was still lifting the wand, though, the willow wood digging into his hand a little as he clenched it.Prom Dates - TG4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Rand just shook his head, grinning. "It's the perfect solution. We both cast a spell, and whoever gets theirs done first gets a prom date. We both cover for whoever 'stayed home,' and no body ever has to know which guy was wearing a dress."
"Yeah, but transformation magic is... I don't think I can do this, Rand. I'm not good at that sorta thing." He felt like his skin was going to crawl off, thinking about the idea of magic crawling on him like that. He preferred using it on items, making new things. He could barely bring himself to point wood at a slug. But he couldn't deny Rand, either. Not when he was so worked up over something.
Rand shot him a smile, the type that always made him want to quiver, either from warmth or fear. Rand never smiled like that except to cajole
Invalid Login TGInvalid LoginInvalid Login TG5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I finally got home from my new job after an hour of different buses.
After kicking off my shoes and cracking my back, I set my bags on the kitchen table. I heated up some day-old pasta with cheddar chunks melted in a bowl for supper and slid my laptop out of its bag after I'd had a few bites.
I thought for a moment on the third bus that I'd lost my laptop but it had just slid a ways underneath. As soon as I moved to open my laptop, I paused and rubbed my hands over the top. It felt different. I had a flash of prickly terror where I feared that I'd accidentally swapped laptops with someone else. Turning it on, I got a sudden zap of static electricity from the keyboard. I had a moment of strange wooziness but it soon passed.
My heart raced and thoughts of how screwed I might be swelled through my head. But all the fear went away when my wallpaper was there and everything was in the right place.
Easing back in my chair, I made sure to backup my work files to the flash
Maidens' Maids - TGJason hesitated, looking up from his paper to the girl in front of him. "You wrote that you're three hundred?" he asked, looking her over with distrust.Maidens' Maids - TG5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Three hundred and twenty nine," Allison corrected, leaning forward a bit as she spoke. Her breasts pressed against her arm, drawing his eyes as threatened to break free from their lacy imprisonment. "I took a century or so to get training as a maid. Or don't you believe me?" she asked, her lower lip quivering a bit as she pouted at him.
"I believe you know your profession very well," he smiled, wrenching his eyes away from her breasts with great difficulty. "I'm just not entirely certain what that profession is, or whether this household is well suited for it."
"Is this because I'm blond?" she sighed, twirling a strand around her finger as she eyed him. Her arms squeezed against her chest as she spoke, carefully jiggling it as the cloth slipped another centimeter towards her nipples. "I can't tell you how many people think someo
Halloween horrors"Come, come, my deariesHalloween horrors4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
come to get my sweets
come, come, my dearies
what you pretend to be!"
A witch stood next to the table, whispering the spell over and over, as she grabbed a vial. The purple liquid glows out, as she grins. Looking over the table, and grabbing the bowl of sweets. She opens the vial, and turns it, but rather than a liquid fall on it, the liquid changes to a gas, and slowly settles on it. "Come, come, my dearies," she whispers, as her doorbell rang in the silent house. "Guess it's time," she says, grabbing the bowl, and walking to the door.
Three people stood there, teens as they were, grinning, and holding toilet paper. "Trick or treat?" The three ask. The witch grins, "Ah, but my darlings, I choose treat, so no tricks tonight?" She offers the bowl, and the three grab some candy. "Thanks!" They shout, walking off.
"Why is it always treat?" A boy, dressed as a cheerleader said. "Maybe because they don't want you to scare children tomorrow?" A french maid t
Pink Hole - TG"You have a black hole in your lab."Pink Hole - TG5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Jack looked up at the statement, smiling a little when he saw Erika. "Sorta. We're calling it a pink hole - we sent a probe through it, and it came out the other end. Sorta. it's a bit hard to explain."
She glanced at him, raising a pale blonde eyebrow as he fidgeted. "You realize that sounds totally perverted, don't you?" she demanded after a long moment.
"You realize you're not actually supposed to be allowed to come into the lab. don't you?" Jack countered back. "How did you even...?"
"I'm a hot girl who looks like she knows what she's doing. That, and you left your security pass on the coffee table." She slapped the small piece of plastic on his desk as she spoke, moving forward to examine the hole. A gaping nothingness ringed in blue, there was no wall of safety around it other than a red circle drawn upon the floor. "So, what did the probe see that makes it pink?" she demanded after a moment, stopping at the edge.
"Nothing. We got enough of a
Infomercial - TG"Are you tired of your manhood?"Infomercial - TG5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Mike blinked at the microphone suddenly shoved under his chin, mouth opening and closing mechanically for a moment before letting loose a small "Um..."
Jane gestured for the camera man to come closer, pushing the microphone further into her friend's face. "Tired of that useless tube getting in the way of your legs? Tired of those early mornings, waking up to find it stiff and hard to bare?"
"I wouldn't call it useless," he muttered, trying to contain his confusion for the moment. He glanced past Jane, worried to see the other students moving by on their way to classes while he stood trapped outside. "Jane, class is going to start any moment now..."
"Aren't you sick of constantly being worried about size, and how long before girls start to tease you?"
"it's not that... Jane, are you really recording this!?"
"Yeah, it's for my business class, so shut up and I can edit this bit out later. 'Cause in that case, you need man-away! All you need is one spray, t
The Opposite Day Genie IIThe Opposite Day Genie IIThe Opposite Day Genie II4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
(Mature content warning! Story might mention sexual themes, minor cussing, and all around strangeness... it happens...)
The front door to the house burst open as the oblivious catgirl skips out onto the porch and begins her springy jog toward the downtown cosplay convention. It was nearly impossible for John to contain his excitement as every lovely bounce and curvaceous swing of Kim's body echoes through his silky consciousness.
"Best... day... ever..." John sighs to himself, complelety lost in bliss.
Rolling her eyes, Sylvia feels obliged to interrupt. "Hey bra boy... You do know that technically you are cradling the breasts of my former brother..."
"Yeah, but it's so much better than being stuck in the butt of my beautiful girlfriend, wouldn't you say? Because according to a conversation with your last boyfriend, you apparently "don't like it in the ass..." How's the we
The Zappy Girl - TGThe Zappy Girl - TGThe Zappy Girl - TG5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Teresa knew what she wanted since her first waking thought. No books about teachers could move her desire, nor friends talking princesses.
She wanted to be a girl who made girls.
Not from paper or cloth. She wanted to make them from all the boys she saw. She even imagined her great-grandfather as a matronly beauty. The feeling was so very natural to her. Every time, she felt pure joy.
Her parents sighed and nudged her away from her hobby but tolerated it for how happily she spoke of it. Any dolls she was bought were former adventurers put into new roles. She sketched her family with all girls.
When it came to school, she refused to mask her feelings. No matter if it meant teasing and loneliness, she knew her place as she strode across the campus, catching all the new girls with her mental beam of change.
With the years, she was resigned to begrudging eccentricity with her plots (trying to infect girl-making cooties in the boy's restroom and special cupcakes w
TG Karen on the OthersideKaren on the OthersideTG Karen on the Otherside5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Derek pressed his eyes open. His foggy brain tried to pull together the last poem he'd heard the teacher reciting. He tried to form some plausible excuse to explain his sleeping in the middle of class. The real one of stay up late watching DVDs wasn't likely to work.
"The connotation of the voices is self-consciousness!" He blurted it out as the world around him began to catch up with his brain.
He expected a general laugh and terse words from the instructor. Instead, all was silence. And he didn't see the room around him. He saw a field of silver, glassy grass standing almost on edge. Light twinkled through it like a thousand micro-rainbows shifting with every exhale of the breeze.
He gasped at the sight. Beyond the grass were trees that looked like tall snow crystals. Above, the sky was the only normal sight in color and form.
After turning around a few times, Derek took a careful step through the strange grass. Despite the fact the grass looked
TG - PainKillersThis text contains TGTG - PainKillers5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
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James yawned, and then tried to remember what had happened the previous night. He thought as hard as possible, but that only made the headache from his hangover all the more painful. He clenched his head for a couple of seconds until the pain subsided to manageable, before sending his fingers through his short black hair. He suddenly realized that he couldn't even remember how he had gotten home last night.
He looked down to see that he was still wearing the same jeans and tee-shirt that he'd worn when he had gone out. He got out of bed to go to the bathroom to wash up. He turned left to where he thought the door would be, and walked into the wall.
"That's strange," he thought aloud, "I thought..." He then spun round in realization. This wasn't his room; his mind had
Memories - TGI giggle a little to myself, rocking back and forth on the bed. I like it when I giggle - it sounds strange, but in a good way.Memories - TG5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
There are two people in the background, but I'm ignoring them because She's here. One of them says he's a "Doctor," and he's really sweet and nice to me. The other one just glares though. I told her she should try and giggle if she was feeling upset over something, but she jus walked out after that. I think the Doctor yelled at her afterwards.
They're talking again now, while I giggle. I rock back and forth, as well, in order to drown it out. I can still here them, so I focus on how the lumps on my chest move when I rock. The Doctor calls them "breasts" and tells me that they "jiggle," but I just think it looks fun. They feel a bit odd, and also really good when I hold them, sometimes, but the Doctor won't let me do that. He blushes horridly, though, and I think it's really cute - that's why I do it anyway, sometimes.
Even though I'm rocking and giggling and w
The Opposite Day GenieThe Opposite Day GenieThe Opposite Day Genie4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
(WARNING! MATURE CONTENT! Mention of nudity, sexual themes, and some profanity...)
"Steve... Oh STEVE! Wakey Wakey!" Sylvia forcibly chucks a pillow onto her sleeping brother's face.
"Wha... huh?" Steve throws the pillow off his face... "What the hell?" He looks at his 20 year old sister Sylvia decked out in Samus' zero suit. "Come on, the whole cosplay thing doesn't even start for another 4 hours! Leave me alone..." He shuts his eyes and attempts to drift back to sleep...
Sylvia sneaks close to his face and screams at the top of her lungs... "WAKEY WAKEY STEEVIE!"
"Gah! What!" He quickly sits up... "What the hell is your problem! I told you to leave me alone!"
"Exactly!" Sylvia smacks him in the face with another pillow. "Happy opposite day!"
"Happy WHAT?" Steve thro
Pink Socks 1Pink Socks 16 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Pink Socks
Soccer. Running, punting, sliding, shouting, panting. Its the one true sport - my sport, bread and butter. God built me for it, lean and tall as a taunt cord. School fanned the flame with the seniors strutting around in their letter jackets and the athletic field trips all over Texas. Nothing else mattered when I imagined myself launching that split second goal through the finger tips of some shmuck, winning the game in a blaze of glory.
I went to a pretty small school in Danton, this rural satellite around Dallas where we didn't even have a varsity or a girl's soccer team. Of course I joined up anyways. Freshman year sure kicked my ego in the teeth! I went in flush from the tiny leagues thinking I would rule the school, and I soon learned that a good head-spike and some footwork don't a soccer hero make! We really got trashed in the league games, coming out third from the