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.
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
New Girl - TGJessica felt odd; Jessica often felt odd, actually, but he rarely admitted it to anyone but his parents, who always told him it was a perfectly natural part of growing up. They'd explained all of it to him in great detail, actually, steadily plodding on until he had almost run out of the room in tears; that had been when he was five, and simply wanted to know why his name was Jessica, when he was always to tell everyone his name was Jess.New Girl - TG5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Now that he was eighteen, his name was starting to seem like the worst of his worries. "Um te-" he clamped his jaws shut before the teacher could focus on him, focusing on the textbook in front of him and hoping that nobody would notice his burning cheeks. His voice had sounded soft and feminine, too odd to come from his broad chested frame. Not that it would matter in a moment, he supposed, but it was embarrassing; almost as embarrassing as telling them his groin hurt.
Glancing at the clock, he wondered if he could manage to hold on
Wishes - TGPeter typed slowly, one finger moving on the keyboard at a time. He was careful to examine each keystroke he made, making sure nothing was out of place; he couldn't shake the feeling that everything would work out right if he could just type up the document right; that things would go his way once if he could just express his emotions perfectly. Anyone who said it was the thought that counted hadn't been rejected by every girl they'd written something to.Wishes - TG5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Scanning the document one final time for technical errors, Peter pressed the print button, worriedly creasing his love letter at precise intervals for perfect folds to be placed in the properly sized folder. He closed it firmly and wrote his name with a ball point pen, black, in bold but carefully placed letters. He smiled as he walked out the door and down the street, sliding it into her locker and heading to class.
He stopped smiling when she slapped him full on the face. "For the last time, I am not interested in boys!" she muttere
Women's Studies - TGJared glanced at the first class on his schedule, woman's studies. He'd taken it as much from the hope of actually meeting as from any interest in the class itself; he figured that would still put him above most of the other guys who took it.Women's Studies - TG5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He smiled a little to himself, somewhat cheered up by the fact that he might not be total scum, and moved through the door to the classroom inside; another boy stared up at him. "You too, huh?"
"Me what?" his eyes moved past the man, locking on a gaggle of girls in the back. They giggled when they saw him, and then huddled together to talk. They were too far away to hear more than a murmur, but he thought he caught the word "masculinity" being used.
"You joined the class for the girls, right?" the man offered. Jared dragged his attention back, instantly annoyed by the man's too pretty good looks, starting with his well ruffled hair and ending with the tips of his polished black boots.
"So what if I did?" he snapped. He was surprised by his own sud
The Feminine Touch - TGAlec fingered the shirt in front of him, biting his lip a little as the rough fabric slid between his fingers. It scratched against his palm a little, hard enough to make him shudder at the idea of wearing it.The Feminine Touch - TG5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I don't know why your dad bought you something like that," grinned Alice, sending shudders up and down his spine as she pressed her breasts against his back. Her hands slipped around him, seeming unconcerned by her close contact with him as she fingered the material. "It's so rough So tough. Sooo ."
"Butch?" he offered, eying the jagged sleeves with distaste. He wondered if they'd actually had someone rip them off, or just thrown it into a blender and sold the finished result. Considering the sand paper quality of the cloth, he wasn't sure he wanted to know.
He felt her nodding against him, breasts rubbing up and down her back as she moved. He wondered if she knew how crazy it was driving him, before realizing that she probably just didn't care. She was the one who ke
Artistic Bra - TGGar stretched across the bed, feeling the sunlight splay across the contours of his face. It was a masculine face, which he didn't often like to be reminded of. He muttered this fact into the fabric of his pillow without apparent effect, half motioning at the blinds as if it would do something.Artistic Bra - TG5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Wakey wakey sleepyhead." There was a voice in his ear. No voice had a right being in his ear that early in the morning. He muttered that into the pillow as well, hoping it would care enough to make the noise go away.
"Shush you," whispered the voice he didn't want to be there. "I happen to have a birthday gift for you."
Gar managed to move his head a few centimeters, enough to whisper, "my birthday was two weeks ago," before collapsing back down.
"Which is why you're getting up," the illogical voice insisted. It tugged at him, which he thought was rather unfair for a voice to be able to do. He felt himself slipping with another tug, and lazily gripped the edge of the bed. The next tu
Lotioned - TG"Would you like to put the lotion on me?" Jake looked up with a start, book dropping from his hands as he tried to make sense of the curved field of blue above him; it seemed to be jiggling along with the words. "It's not exactly nice to stare you know," muttered the voice again, from beyond the spheres. There was a face looking down at him over them, a frown painted on its features. A female face, looking at him over jiggling orbs that were covered in what was rapidly revealing itself to be a blue bikini; he flushed a little when he realized what he was doing, scrambling out from under their shadow and standing up to look at her.Lotioned - TG5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Sorry, Jane I was sorta out of it again "
"Is that why you failed to give those three guys hitting on you the brushoff?"
Jake squirmed uncomfortably, plucking at the baggy shirt that sometimes made boys wonder what he was hiding. He stopped when he saw her frown, long hair smacking against her breasts a few times in the motion; them bei
Soda TGThe soda slapped into Jackson's hand, cold and fresh from Jami's refrigerator. He glanced up at his friend, smiling slightly in appreciation he took off the cap, and took a sip. It felt like ice going down his throat, making him choke for a moment before it passed through his system.Soda TG5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"What?" demanded Jami, poking him in the ribs when his hacking coughs had calmed down. "That how you say thanks, when your best friend gets you a drink?"
He smiled sheepishly, before grimacing at the bottle. "I'd more thankful if I wasn't sure you were planning on killing me. What sorta drink did you give me?"
"Oh, you know," she shrugged, smiling a little back as she draped her arm around him, steering him down the street as they walked away from her house. "Just the usual stuff from my dad's experiment cabinet " She grabbed the bottle of the bottle when his grip slackened, lifting it up and into his open mouth as he choked down a couple more mouthfuls.
"What the hell did you do that for?" he snapped
Robotic - TGMike stared at the wall. It wasn't a particularly interesting wall. In fact, it could be claimed by some - many - to be a rather boring wall. But it was the only wall Mike had to stare at, and it was mildly less boring than the back of his eyelids. His head being fixed to the opposite wall by metal clamps, along with the rest of his body, he did not have much more choices.Robotic - TG5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"You couldn't you at least get a bloody picture?" he muttered, either to himself or to his capturer. The latter rarely answered, and the former - he hoped - would continue not to do so.
"Pictures interfere with work," Lexi responded. He could stare at her, actually, for short periods of time. She was at the very edge of his vision, and it gave him headaches to do it for too long, but the back of her head was still more interesting than the wall. At least the strands shifted, and there was the barest chance of seeing a lice or something else that he could nitpick on.
The hair itself was blonde and long, trailing the f
Symbiotic - TGStrawberry glanced around the corner, puckering her lips a little bit in anticipation. Her arm was already drooping, curving downward unnaturally as it slowly morphed into pink goop, clinging to the hair that clothed her; she was going to have to hurry before she was out of time.Symbiotic - TG5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She could hear her pray come around the corner. A messy girl with a drink, who had spent the night playing three men against each other for a few extra sips of free alcohol. The drunken haze would make it easier to get in and out without any scars to the girls memory.
The footsteps came closer and she shot her hands out, gripping the top of a shirt and pulling to her. A gray shirt instead of a pink blouse, and a flat chest instead of round breasts; she growled in disgust. "A male," she whispered. Her legs were pooling, goo sliding from her groin; no time. She brought his lips to her.
"No time," she murmured, again, her tongue sliding inside his mouth, and moving down
The Suit TGThe SuitThe Suit TG5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Mr. Gardener? I am the representative from Nuhaizi Global. A pleasure to meet you."
I looked up from my desk at the young, Chinese woman who stood in the doorway of my office. She had long, perfectly-black hair which fell in a seamless curtain on her neck. Her suit was lean and black as well, with only the even collar edges of a light-red top showing at her neck. Her expression was neither inviting nor abrasive. It looked clinical. Her eyes avoided mine and her voice was without accent.
I stood from my chair and reached out my hand to her. She took it calmly with a sedate shake and a slight bow. I gestured to the chair in front of my desk. Before sitting, she reached into a pocket, retrieved an immaculate business card, and handed it to me.
The card gave her name as "Miss Lin Xiumei" on one side and in Chinese on the opposite. The Nuhaizi logo and name was right after that, followed by "International Representative in Matters of Legal Concern" and "Fluent in English, C
Exploding Breasts TGExploding BreastsExploding Breasts TG5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Even though I was a guy, the day I started growing breasts was a pretty normal day. I didn't have any strange sensation or weird itches or anything like that. I did have a dream which felt quite vivid overnight but which left me when I woke.
I walked into bathroom, trying to pull some of the seemingly-fantastic detail out of the haze of my thoughts, and slipped off my shirt.
Cracking my neck a few times, I glanced in the mirror. The area around my nipples was pressed out a little bit. Nothing too serious but, considering I was used to heavy-lifting at work and my muscles had adapted to that, it did surprise me.
I thought that perhaps I was eating a bit too much and something like a junior version of my Uncle Brad's 'moobs' were starting to show. And I didn't think any more of it at the time except to remind myself to eat a little less and exercise more.
The rest of that week was loaded with veggies and sit-ups. My best friend Adam came over a few times and chee
New Life - TG"Mr. Quattuor? The doctor will see you now."New Life - TG5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Septimus looked up, hesitantly glancing down at the clipboard in his hands. He ran a finger through his beard as he studied what he'd written, and then adjusted his glasses before making himself stand. It was a little bit difficult to make himself move, each step taking a miniature toll on him as he slowly handed over the board; the nurse practically had to pry it out of his hands, though she did it with a smile. "Is it true?"
"Is what true, Mr. Quattuor?" she asked, beginning to walk down the hallway. She didn't look back to see if he was following, though she did maintain a slow if steady pace. Efficient but personal her gate seemed to say, encouraging him to walk towards her. He rushed, practically stumbling over himself in the hopes of getting any answers.
"What the ads say? And the paper I signed? That this will You know "
"Change your life?" she offered. "Yes, though you wouldn't know it looking around the halls; we discoura
Explicit ChangeHe stared at the vial in his hands. Was this really what he wanted?Explicit Change4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
What was he thinking? Of course it was. He had spent the last six months working on it. How could he suddenly not want it anymore? He gazed off into space, swirling the vial of clear liquid. Once he took the plunge, there was no going back. With great mental effort, he pushed the doubt from his mind. Resolve filled him; he knew he was meant for this.
Standing at his kitchen sink, near the make-shift lab that he had cobbled together from bits and pieces of equipment he had stolen from work, he pulled the stopper off the vial. Now exposed to oxygen, the liquid began to froth, like a can of soda that had been shaken. He tipped the vial slightly, so that the foam spilled out into the sink. Soon, the vial calmed, and the liquid sat still, albeit with a slightly murkier appearance, like milk mixed with water. He continued to swirl the vial, and the liquid became warm.
It was ready.
Bracing himself, he took a deep breath, and
Bimboized Birthday Vorhais TGVorhias bit into a bite of cake as he walked, the plastic fork resting against his tongue; it seemed to add an odd flavor of its own to the mix, though he wasn't sure if it was a good thing or not. The cake was barely worth eating to begin with. Scooping up a last piece of pink frosting to chew on, he dropped the remainder of the cake into a passing trashcan.Bimboized Birthday Vorhais TG5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"That's not very nice, you know." Vorhias froze, the gentle press of something vaguely cylindrical pressing between his shoulder blades. "Not that there's anything that says one has to be nice; it's often frowned upon in my line of business, in fact. But you could have at least thrown it out a few blocks further from where you got it."
"Who are you?" It was the only question that entered Vorhias head. He'd have thought there'd be a thousand questions in a situation like that, but only one was presenting itself. It was an unfortunately stupid question, though; As if someone with a gun was going to calmly announce who he was.
Revenge of the Geeks - TGJace grinned as his fist slammed into the lockers, relishing the feel of power as William whimpered. He ignored the pain, keeping the grin on his face as he leaned in close enough to spread his nacho breath across the boy's thick glasses. "Where's my homework, Willy?" he demanded, keeping an eye on the guy to see if he'd actually piss his slacks. It had been weeks since he'd gotten a picture like that for his collection. "You were supposed to get me my homework, remember? Make it look nice and pretty for me to take into my teachers? I'm finally at the point where I can hand in an A paper without suspicion, Willy. You can't let me down now, when I got my parents all primed."Revenge of the Geeks - TG5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I I don't I don't have your homework today, Jace," he whimpered, the voice grating on his ears. He ground his fist deeper into the locker, taking the pain in return for the look of stark terror on Willy's face as he let out another grin.
"You don't have my papers, huh? Guess you only did enough homework
Shangri-Panties - TGJed hesitated a moment before hitting the download button, biting on his lip a little as he tried to figure out whether it was for real. He glanced at the title of "Shangri-La Prequel," eyes glancing over the promise of secret pasts revealed, before pausing on the line that truly had him interested. He blushed a little when he read it, looking around a bit to make sure no one was looking before letting his gaze return to it. "Candid panty shot of Ursula displayed," he mouthed to himself, flushing with excitement. His turned over the bikini shot that LittleLynn had posted when she first put it on, trying to imagine what it would look like in the game. He glanced at the other line, as well, heart beating a little faster when he read again the words "Unlockable dress up and down function - atomically correct."Shangri-Panties - TG5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He shook his head to clear it of its excess blood, feeling himself stiffen a little as he hastily made sure all his antivirus software was up and ready; before checking to see how t
Maid in Mansion - TGJames clutched the paper nervously, his steps small and nervous as he walked into the open mansion. The sound of his footsteps echoed through the hallways, and he swallowed, but kept going. He wondered again why he had chosen to answer the job for maid, blushing a deep red at the thought of their chosen outfit. The sound of the car driving away outside reminded him, however, and he grimaced at the thought of just how badly he needed the money.Maid in Mansion - TG5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"You must be the new maid applicant," came a voice, making him turn in embarrassment, paper clutched tight to his chest. He felt it stick for a moment before popping free, but ignored it, staring at the girl as she introduced herself as Jenny. "I'm one of the people who run things around here, for our boss. Not that she ever visits this particular mansion, anymore, but we're still supposed to keep it clean You sure you're gonna be okay wearing a skirt?"
James nodded, blushing a little as he glanced around. "Yeah. I'm more worried about how w
College Girls - TGKevin glanced uncomfortably over his shoulder as Jared nudged him into room, giving in with a sigh as he stepped on the carpet. "Are you sure we should be doing this?" he muttered, nervously glancing around as Kerina walked through the door. He trailed a finger across the fainted pink paint of the walls, wiping his hands on his jeans in disgust when it came away grey.College Girls - TG5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Don't be such a spoil sport," grinned Jared. "We've got Kerina on our side!"
Kevin just snorted, a puff of dust rising from the tile as he let his sleeping back thump to the floor. "That's what worries me. No offense, sis, but camping out in a girl's dorm room with the mistress of zappy?"
"Aww!" she grinned, drawing him into a hug as he squirmed. A brown strand of hair tickled his nose, an uncharacteristically cute sneeze coming forth as she giggled. "Don't worry, little sis! I promised not to give you breasts, tonight, remember?"
"Siiiiiiiiiiiis!" he whined, glancing at Jared. "You told me you wouldn't call me that in p
Be My Sister - TGCory squeaked when he felt the arm on him, blushing a little at how girly he sounded. He still let loose a higher one, however, when he felt breasts squash against his back, the arms wrapping around his body. "Sis!" declared a girl.Be My Sister - TG5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He squirmed in her grip, face growing redder with every passing moment that her chest rubbed against him. Prying himself free, he looked around the lunch room, making sure that all the other students were busy before quietly glaring at the girl. "I am not your sister," he announced, self-consciously combing a bit of hair out of his eyes. He glared at her to make his point, annoyed that she had pointed out his feminine looks, only to let it slide into a stare when he found her pouting.
"Um are you all right?" he asked, fidgeting a little as her lip trembled.
He shifted from foot to foot as he watched the girl cry, tears running silently down her cheeks as she whispered a petulant "No." She glared at him a little, poking her finger into his chest, makin
Broken Mirror - TGJared studied the mirror, feeling for stubble with his palm for a moment before grabbing the razor; Kat could wait five minutes. He squirted the cream on it in a neat swirl, running the razor under hot water in preparation and lifted the cream laden hand to his face. He paused, staring at the smooth skin in the reflection for a moment, letting his hand fall. Wide brown eyes stared back at him, outlined by faint eyebrows and soft cheek bones, and framed by shaggy hair that moved down past the shoulder. He ran his eyes across it, uncertainly, all the way to his chest; there was something important about his chest. He stared at it for a moment, mind refusing to put it to words until he squeezed his eyes shut in frustration, then snapped them open again.Broken Mirror - TG5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A faint stubble decorated the cheeks of his broad face. His eyes were a little on the small side, though not by much. His mouth was a thin line from concentration, and his eyebrows were bushier than he would have liked. His hair was a litt
Pink Note - TGZach slumped in his chair, playing with the pen they'd given him with a yawn. It was inlaid with gold, he noticed, a tiny grunt of disgust escaping from his lips. It was probably worth more than the entire paycheck he'd be getting from this thing.Pink Note - TG5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He blinked in surprise when the paper was pushed towards him, a tight lipped blonde smiling in a way that was no doubt meant to be friendly as she tapped the contract. "Sign, initial, and date if you don't mine? Then we can get on with the testing."
"Which is just listening to some tunes, right?" he demanded, squeezing down on the pen. It vibrated in his hands, skittering out of his slackening grip as he stared at it in surprise. It vibrated across the table as Ms. Bryants sighs, clicking it off before handing it back.
"Tones, Mr. Thomson, and you don't have to click it to make the pen come out. That's just to make sure we don't get tendonitis from all the paperwork we have to work with, and I'd appreciate it if you didn't run down the batter
Man Ban TG - Part 1Man Ban Part 1Man Ban TG - Part 15 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I woke to the echoes of computerized gunfire carrying from the living room to my bedroom. I leaned my head up from the pillow and groaned. The ear plugs were on the dresser but putting them in meant I might not be able to hear the alarm clock.
I understood the consequences of a night job at an animation studio but I also figured I'd made it clear to my roommate, Leon, to wear headphones when playing something loud. Burying my head into the pillow did nothing to help. Playing some music just as loud back would only make things worse. So, begrudgingly, I staggered my way over to the lamp and flicked it on. I could see the time on the clock by my bed.
I blinked at the black-out curtains on the window and cracked my neck before shuffling to my feet. The sunlight spilling in from the hallway made everything torturingly bright. Brushing some of my shaggy, blond hair out of my eyes, I peered at the living room, where I could see Leon camped out with open bags of c
Man-Away - TG"Um, excuse me, but do you know the way to-"Man-Away - TG5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Oh, no, a stalker!" Jane placed her hands against her face in mock dismay, squeezing her cheeks tightly while the camera woman closed in. "Do you know what we do with stalkers?"
"What? No, my name's John, and I just wanted to know if you knew the way to-"
"That's right!" interrupted Jane, shooting him a dirty look. Carefully drawing out a silver can, she held it in front of the camera, making sure her hands didn't cover up the label. "We use man-away! The perfect thing to save the day! When stalkers come out - but not to play - just hit them hard with man-away!"
"I just-" The hasty stream of words cut off as she pressed the top, the thick cloud settle across his skin as he inhaled a choking gasp of it. "Notice how the effects take place quickly and surely when you use man-away?" she demanded, gesturing as the man's body collapsed to the floor.
"Wat- water," he choked out, ignored as Jane stepped forward to hide his face from the camera. She
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