In Sickness - TGEl sneezed, the white snot splattering into the floor before he had a chance to wipe his nose with tissue. He stared at it with a worried expression as he rubbed his nose, wondering if it was an earlier sign of sickness.In Sickness - TG in Short Stories More Like This
"I wouldn't worry too much."
The feminine voice made him jump; it seemed to be rising up from the floor, along with an amused chuckle. His eyes were drawn towards the white mucus, widening in surprise when the liquid began to vibrate and stretch. "I do wish you had a better way of getting me out of your system, though "
"Mr. E?" he asked, worry flickering through his thoughts. He didn't think that Dragon had sent a counter attack already.
"Ms. G, actually." The liquid worked its way up, its small body thickening as it rose, the sticky material slowly forming the shape of one leg and then the other, rising up into the groin, stomach and breasts. The face smiling at him afterwards was definitely a woman's, her white hair cascading in curls down her back w
Class Period - TGTired. Anxious. Starting to crack. Jean hated the weeks before finals. Those were the weeks everything seemed to go wrong, everyone shooting glares and absolutely everyone on the edge of their seats.Class Period - TG in Short Stories More Like This
It was also the time she was at most risk for being found out as a Genie. The wishes were flying, so fast she had to stop up her ears just to stop herself from doing something immoral. So many of them it might have killed her if she'd tried to grant all of them.
She could feel one, too close to her, though. She tried to push it out, but faltered. It was too close, beating against her imperfect and immature defenses.
Her mother had warned her against coming to school. She had said it would lead to trouble. That Jean wasn't good enough to defend under normal circumstances, with normal wishes, even in the best of condition; excepting in her own layer, of course, but she didn't have time to reach that anymore. Not with someone making a wish so close to her, their emotions washing over her.
Chemistry - TG"Stupid science class." The chemicals tinkled down into the beaker under the not so watchful eye of their fourteen year old chemist. "Too many dumb dang formulas..." he grabbed the next chemical blindly, adding it in with a flourish as purple smoke puffed, turning a sickly green a moment later; he'd messed up the work in class, the professor was making him stay after class with the "special" chemicals. "Not a word of what makes them so dang special, of course," he muttered under his breath.Chemistry - TG in Short Stories More Like This
He hated it when professors did things like that; when they didn't just send the kids to "Waifly." The thought of going there made Danny shiver; he had no idea what went on in that school, but everyone talked about it in hushed whispers, a place where they sent those who made too much trouble for the children. The people who just messed up were just asked to do "special chores." Sometimes, though, the kids didn't seem to respond to that either.
"Made me look bad in front of Cara, too," he added unde
My Body - TGMy stomach's full. It feels like it's going to burst. I press a hand against it, but it just makes me feel worse. I hate the sensation.My Body - TG in Short Stories More Like This
My chest is sore. But it's not the type of sore that feels like it's expanding. I hate that even more, and I tug at the flesh a little to prove it. I hate that it's so flat.
I hate my body. I hate it so much sometimes that it hurts. Other times I just want to hurt it, but everyone tells me that's not healthy. All I know is that the form doesn't feel like it's mine.
I don't know why that is. I hear theories, sometimes, but it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if it doesn't feel like my form because of the media. It doesn't matter if form doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if I should be comfortable with who I am no matter how I look. It won't matter no matter how many times they say it. Because it still hurts.
They don't get it. They don't understand it. They don't feel it. It's something like how I imagine depression to be almost, but not quite.
The Duckubus Cheer - TGDu blinked at the sky when the light began to come towards him; yellow, instead of blue. It cleared as it came closer, a tiny little figure fluttering at high speeds on wings. "TGFAIRYSAIDTHISWASOKAYSOOPENUPPLEASE!"The Duckubus Cheer - TG in Short Stories More Like This
"Wha-" he sputtered to a halt as the figure flew inside his throat, coughing a few times to try to get it free. A few orange feathers fluttered from his mouth in response, fluttering to the ground as he bounded against his chest a few times; the motion hurt. His chest was starting to pressurize, the shirt bulging outwards as more feathers burst from his mouth.
Deep within the caverns of his throat he heard a quiet "wheeeee!" echoing from him as the shirt popped out, the feathered tips of breasts working their way out of their confines as orange erupted across the pale flesh. He doubled in over it as his stomach caved, the growing feathers poking out between the threads. A button flew loose, skittering down the street as he took a stumbling step forward, and then fell. Webbe
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 - TG 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
Reacting - TGThe force hit them both at once, sliding up their flesh like a shiver. They twisted and turned, bending over double as the shift moved across their skin.Reacting - TG in Short Stories More Like This
Their flesh lightened drastically as their forms twisted up, their hair growing down over their bodies as their mouths opened in silent pants. In unison they moaned, feeling their flesh begin to twist as their hearts beat faster and their backs arched. Their expressions were a mixture of pleasure and pain as their nipples began to push outwards, their shirts straining slightly as their nipples attempted to push through the cloth.
Their reactions began to diverge, Tom pressing at the heavy things with a look of wonder and John staring at them instead. The expression of the latter was sick as his sides twisted inwards, his head shaking repeatedly to send blond hair flying across the surface of his breasts, the nipples bouncing up and down. Her face crumpled as her thighs thickened, the tears sliding hot and heavy from her face to splash
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 - TG 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
Secretary - TGThere was a button beneath Leonardo's desk. He'd noticed it a few minutes ago, for the first time, upon reaching under his desk. He'd found it by accident, chasing a dropped pen; it had fascinated him since, distracting him from his work every time he'd directed his eyes at the cluttered mass of papers amassed on the cherry wood. Everything did that, though; work was just too boring.Secretary - TG in Short Stories More Like This
The button, though, was special; or Leonardo told himself it was. It was a button; a red button, placed beneath his desk without his foreknowledge, just primed for an accidental touch; it filled his imagination with possibilities, straight from his artwork. Perhaps it was a secret button; capable of turning men into women. Perhaps it shot a call to the police; or some secret agents, who had been tied to the last owner of his desk. Perhaps his desk had some amazing, legendary ex owner; despite the fact that he had bought it new.
His fingers clutched at his knee caps, resisting the urge to crawl forward and
I wonder - TGHave you ever wondered what it's like?I wonder - TG in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Thought about what it could be?
Hid from the idea of what could happen?
Have you looked down at your chest, and imagined breasts? Or flatness? Have you stared at your groin and imagined if it was different? Have you thought of your hair and imagined it long, or maybe short?
I wonder if you have. I wonder if you haven't.
Are you imagining it right now? The pull of long hair, the freedom of short; the weight of large breasts, the strange feeling of none. The touch of the cloth against your new flesh that touch, right there, so alien yet so familiar.
Have you ever wondered what that would be like?
I wonder if you have. I wonder if you haven't.
I wonder if you're about to wish you had.
Partners to Lovers TG"We always get stuck with the crazies!" yelled Officer John as he typed on the laptop in the patrol car.Partners to Lovers TG in Short Stories More Like This
"Oh well at least we can grab a bite to eat afterwards without being bitched at by the Chief. Besides taking care of the crazies is what we do best." laughed Officer Tom as he kept a close eye on the traffic ahead of them.
John and Tom have been friends ever since they started in the police academy and were lucky to be partners when it was all said and done. They specialized in taking what they refer to as the "crazies" into custody for the good of the public, the "crazies" ranged from people drunk off their ass or those who had some mental disability and had snapped. Everyone down at the local station called these groups of people the "crazies" because you had to be crazy to deal with them on a daily basis.
The two officers were on their usual patrol around a couple neighborhoods when they had gotten a call about one of the "crazies" causing problems at a pub
The Buckle Game - TGThe summer season usually brought out the idiocy in teenagers, or at least that’s what seventeen year old Emmi Lams thought as she walked through the doors of the clothing store she worked at. The store was called Buckle and they were known for selling designer jeans and were pretty friendly to their customers. She had managed to get hired on as a part timer over the summer months while she was out of school. If she was lucky they’d keep her around when the summer had ended.The Buckle Game - TG in Short Stories More Like This
There was a stupid game that a lot of folks played when it came to walking into the store, the goal was to walk from the front entry doors to the far back wall and back to the front doors without being stopped by one of the employees. The employees were supposed to help anyone who stopped in if they weren’t busy helping someone already, which is how the game started.
Emmi had watched this go on all the time, mostly when she was behind the cashier desk and she was frankly getting tired of it. So to
Pages in a Notebook Part 2Harold kept complaining about how weird his body felt as we walked. He described it as this tingly feeling like when your arms or legs fall asleep but it felt good. I would occasionally look over at him to see if anything was actually happening, nothing had happened so far so you would think something would have happened. As I say that Harold's entire body shrinks down in height by a few more inches leaving me towering over him.Pages in a Notebook Part 2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Holy hell I feel like a giant!" I said in a shocked voice as I continued to watch Harold change.
"What the fuck are you talking about?" he replied as he was forced to look up at me. "Oh… son of a… so how's the weather up there?"
Good to see that he still had his sense of humor despite the fact he was changing by the minute. The only problem was he was changing faster the closer we got back to the house, I mean one minute his chest is flat as a board and then the next he's struggling to keep his ample breasts contained in his shirt. He suddenly stopped an
Pages in a Notebook Part 1It was finally my senior year of high school and things were finally going the way I wanted it. I moved into a condo with my best friend Harold that his grandparents were renting but never used, thus giving us the entire thing to ourselves. They even gave us money every week to spend on groceries so that way we could spend the rest of the time on "school work" and get into a good college. As for our looks I was sporting a nice short brown hair that usually styled itself, I'm pretty tall at an even 6 feet while Harold was just a few inches shorter. He always kept his blond hair pretty long and styled to give him that skater look for reasons that even I don't understand.Pages in a Notebook Part 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I only had one required class to graduate and the rest were just random electives I felt like taking. In order to graduate I had to take two semesters of this writing class which was only offered to seniors, which was a huge bummer. The purpose of this class was to prepare us for having to write college level papers but
HS TG Stories: EnglishIt was just an average day sitting in AP English listening to the teacher squabble about some story we read. My eyes would glance around the room occasionally trying to keep myself interested in what the teacher had to say.HS TG Stories: English in Short Stories More Like This
I soon found myself gazing at a female classmates chest, which was big compared to most girls her age. She didn't notice my eyes dart from the paper in front of me back to her chest as I watched her stretch making her breasts push tightly against her cotton shirt.
I started wondering what it would be like to be her. Long bright orange hair that was kept straightened all the time. Dark green eyes that somehow looked amazing with her hair. The rest of her body looked to be sculpted from long serious workouts for softball.
The thoughts went away in a rush as the teacher called me to answer a question. Slightly pissed that I lost that wonderous thought I quickly answered the question. The teacher seemed a bit impressed and talked some more about a story with a baby bein
The Widow Maker: First Victim"Please honey don't leave... The army can do without one man to serve their country..." cried a young woman.The Widow Maker: First Victim in Short Stories More Like This
"Baby I've been called to serve my country, something only a foolish boy could have dreamed of. I need to fight for this beautiful land to make sure the one I love keeps her freedom." replied a young man packing his bag.
The young lover continued to cry as she watched the love of her life walk out the door to serve his fellow men in the bloody war. She was a young maiden with short blond hair that curled at the ends which was easy for her to maintain, of course the real reason was for her husband who adored her style of hair. The young wife managed to laugh a bit as she was reminded of this when looking silently in a mirror.
Alice as she was called sat down in her husband's favorite chair and refused to leave till she knew what happened to her husband. The only time she left was to eat or use the bathroom otherwise she kept still in that chair till one day she got the tragic new
Jiggy's Backstory TG"Don't worry sir we promise the operation will be a complete success with a slight chance of some side effects..." smiled the nurse as she walked away from the man who was lying down on the operating table.Jiggy's Backstory TG in Short Stories More Like This
"Are you sure this is gonna work? All I need is some small facial reconstruction..." replied the man on the operating table right before he was put under.
The man on the operating table had gone by the name of James as it was written on his birth certificate and due to a strange accident that resulted in someone pouring acid on his face he had to get some serious facial reconstruction done.
When the accident had taken place he was working in a lab that was being sponsored by the famous Body Swappa's who had asked the company he worked for to make a new serum to help with the body switches. Now the actual acid in the face part is a bit fuzzy for James but he would normally tell people that it was just an accident and left it at that.
James had no idea that the doctor that was doing h
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Oh Captain, my Captain! I say it to mock,
You're lucky as hell but to me you're a c***.
Please spare me the missions, I've no head for heights,
Balloons and big lists lead me only to blights.
Evading the probes of an alien race,
Then having to witness your > : ( angry face...
But what choice have I? I'm involved in these fights,
With Cancerous space-monsters full of red sprites,
And Lemonade weirdos and God knows what next,
Just how can you stay so serene and unvexed?
What price should I pay for your simple delights,
Be eaten by whales after soiling my whites?
I know you won't listen, but you'll come unstuck,
And one of these days you'll run right out of luck,
Your empire will fall, and your ego besides,
It's karma for sure, like the turn of the tides,
And then I will lol, sitting in my own muck,
Coz after all this I just won't give a f***.
Shatterglass by eight 0f heartsShatterglass by eight 0f hearts in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It had survived things that no mug should have had to endure.
It had been dropped off cliffs, plunged into radioactive water, used to hold questionable substances and once travelled several hundred kilometres after Pilot tied a helium balloon to it. It had been thrown at Snippy countless times. It had suffered the indignity of being sat on by Engie after the Captain left it lying on a chair.
It had never been washed in its life.
But in the end, all it took was one little nudge, and the mug the great, glorious mug was reduced to a few shards of broken ceramic and a spatter of sad-looking tea.
It happened like this:
They were seated around the kitchen table in their current place of residence. "Kitchen", of course, is taken very broadly here there was no ceiling, nor were there any kitchen appliances; it was, in fact, merely a ramshackle table in the middle of an empty room.
Today's lunch consisted of cold baked beans which was quite the delicacy considering t
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Well that was a fine waste of an afternoon, Gus thought while climbing out of the trashcan he had been desposited into a skit two minutes ago. The young man had figured it better to wait for the bullies to have their fun and shove off rather than encourage more dangerous endevors at his expense.
At twenty two Gus figured the college bracket had grown beyond such childish stereotypes of eightie movie villains. Apparently in some people the brain was the only muscle that failed to grow. It was not like he had done anything malicious to deserve a hazzing. It was spring break. Half the student body was partying at the beach. In a surprising fling of confidence, Gus approached the first woman he saw sunbathing alone and offered a drink. It would have been enough if they had just left him with sand flung in the face. Not when Murphy's law had its say. The underdog always seems to pick the girls dating what amounts to their generations violent brutes.
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One Size Fits All
"What do you think of this one?"
"This would probably clash with our cuff links."
"Dude, you're not even looking at it!"
"Hm?" JT looked up from his PSP at his fellow teenager. Boredom was plastered over his face, showing no interest in the suit under discussion. "I'm still saying this is a waste of time and money, Kent."
The blond haired boy sighed, draping the suit across JTs arms before video games could reclaim priority. "Come on, man, its prom. Don't you want to graduate saying you at least tried?"
"I'd rather play that HaloDST tournament." Shutting off his game, JT stared at the garment forced upon him. A pretty standard button up suit, given that he did not care about its distinct looks from the rest of the hanging samples. Still, it would make a good blend in with the crowd. JT considered his options for a second before giving Ke
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Warning: the following is a male to female TG fanservice. In case of ingestion, consult a gynecologist.
Damn it to puss gutted hell! Professor Mikes outburst faded over the much louder screeching of his SUVs tires. Fresh coffee quickly seeped through the protective material of his jeans, creating a wonderful burning sensation on his thighs. Despite that he had no real time to worry, just thankful the cup titled onto him rather than the folders sitting in the passenger seat.
While brown stains on his pants was far from an ideal fashion, Mikes real concern was getting to his first lecture on time. As he sped through a yellow light, it was just luck no police lights appeared in the rearview mirror. It was also a good opportunity to adjust the light blond hair of his reflection for a moment. Mother always told him luck favored the prepared. The two extra sets of clothes in his truck were a testament to that philosophy. Glancing at the clock,
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Of Cats and Kitsunes
Where are you, Bondie?
The voice was not immediately recognized, but its murderous intent was. All the more reason Chris dropped his DS and assumed feral form to hide under the tables cloth. His three foxtails stuck out a moment longer before being pulled in with him. From the seat opposite, Peter contained to play on his own DS unfazed. This was hardly anything new for either of them. They did not have to wait long before Chris could see a pair of paws walk up to his brother. The sight of their familiar orange and black stripe pattern made him relax a little. Granted familiarity did not encourage him to reveal himself right away. It probably had something to do with the vicious undertone of the owners voice.
Hey Peter, have you seen Chris?
Uh Chris watched his brothers feet shift unea
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Lindsay looked at the setting sun and hurried. It wasn't safe for a girl like her to be out at night too many creeps were out at the night. Hell, too many creeps were out in the daytime, too. Couldn't a girl just go out shopping for a day in peace?
"Wait," She said, her mind struggling. "Like, there was something I needed to remember something about spirte? I think?" She stopped, brushing a few strands of long blonde hair out of her eyes. Her short green mini-dress felt comfortable in the cool night, and what was it about the night that was bugging her?
Lindsay had been woken up from a glowing light in front of her, which was weird, since she was lying down. Looking up, it looked like a mirror but mirrors didn't glow white.
There was a faint whispering sound.
"H-hello?" Lindsay asked, using the bed covers to cover her naked body up. "Who's there?"
"Help can me?" She heard a voice call out.
"Is someone there?" Lindsay asked,
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“I’m glad you could make it to the party,” Keegan smiled. “Now that I’m completely moved to my new place, I though I’d have a fun party to celebrate.”
“It is nice,” Adam admitted. “Am I the last one to the party?”
“Yup,” he said.
“You aren’t unfashionably late,” Keegan said with a grin. “Everyone else has already… changed into their costumes.”
“Oh? I didn’t bring a costume,” He said
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"So… what's the deal?" Blue asked as he entered Keegan's lab.
"Eh, not much," Keegan said. "I think I've discovered a new invention that's really… clever," He smirked.
"Oh?" Blue asked. "Do tell."
"Well," he said, pulling out a rather large egg. "This looks normal, right?"
"I'd hate to see the chicken who lay that egg," Blue laughed. Keegan shook his head.
"It's an alligator egg, for one, and for another, you didn't answer the question."
"Fine, it looks normal," Blue said. "Why?"
"Inside is a modified serum," he said, tapping the shell. "Tons of reptiles and avian eggs are in storage in my lab, filled with various types of serums… all of them, when broken, cause a different reaction when met with human contact?"
"English, please?" Blue asked impatiently. Keegan threw the egg at him and it landed on his face, coating him with a thick, gooey substance that traveled around his body.
"It's a TF/TG egg bomb," Keegan said simply as scales appeared over Blue'
One Day in My Shoes Part 1"Hey J.D.!" Rachel said running into the living room, where he was reading a comic on the sofa, "Heads up!"One Day in My Shoes Part 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He glanced up in time to see her do a catlike jump over the coffee table and directly at him. He dropped the comic just as she landed right on him, crushing his chest with her own large and heavy chest. "Hi sweetie!" she said giving him a big kiss on the lips as she recovered from the jump, "You wouldn't believe it!"
"I'm still not sure I believe what you just did!" he said gasping for breath as he pushed onto the other side of the couch, "Don't do that again!"
"Sorry!" she giggled, "Anyways, I did it! I got a job!"
"You got a what?"
"A job!" she said excitedly, "I told you I've been looking for a job for a while now to help pay for some of the stuff we buy for ourselves."
"Oh yeah," he said sitting up straight, "I'm just surprised you got it so quickly."
"Well it turned out to be easier than I thought," she said, "I checked out a lot of the
InspirationDarn it! Firingwall said, slamming his fists on the table. He was currently in his workstation in his house and had tons of papers spread over his desk.Inspiration in General Fiction More Like This
Something wrong? Rachel said to him.
Yeah! he said to her, I have been trying to come up with an original story for my account and I have been drawing up blanks. I just havent had a good idea in a while and I cant keep sending those special e-mails to everyone forever to keep them happy.
Oh, the slime girl respond, Im sure you can come up with something.
I know can, he sighed, But Ive been too distracted, I havent had a lot of sleep lately, and many things have come up, with the computer crash.
Youve been distracted and been losing sleep?
Well yes, he said staring at her annoyingly, I have been losing sleep because we share the same bed.
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"I told you!" Firingwall, aka JD, said to Rachel as they glanced around the store, "I told you we should have come sooner." JD and his girlfriend had only moments ago entered the local costume store in town to get their new Halloween costumes. However, due to Rachel putting it off until the last minute, by the time they got there, most of the costumes were gone. Oh sure, there were a few pieces for different various costumes and some face paints, but everything else was pretty much gone.
"Why didn't you just drag me here instead?!" she asked, frustrated by their recent discovery, "If you dragged my lazy butt here sooner, we could have gotten a cool costume!"
"So you admit to being lazy!" he declared.
"That's not the point!" she said, "UGH! What do we do now? We have no costumes for this year!"
"We do!" he said, "We have plenty of costumes, plus two perfectly good Lantern Rings that gives us each a Green and Blue Lantern costume to
7500 Pageview TGI sat down. 'Finally,' I muttered. 'Finally some time to check my DA account. The laptop took a long time to start and I sighed as I waited for another 2 minutes. Finally I was able to pop up a screen with my DA stats on it. There was a number on it which said that I had 7.800 Page views. I yelped. 7.800 Was a lot more than 7500 which was quite a big milestone for me.7500 Pageview TG in Short Stories More Like This
I sighed, I had been so busy with school and friends that I hadn't checked my deviant art in days and now I missed this thing. I am in love with numbers and because I had already missed 5000 I really wanted to see this one but I failed again. I opened my gallery stats just to see that my stories were watched 68.000 times. I cheered for a bit and than clicked back to check if there were any new messages.
'You're late' A voice said behind me.
I quickly shut my laptop. After I had turned around there was no one to see. I glanced trough the room one more time but there was really no one in it except for me.
Torture TG ATClyde let out a sigh, it was finally six o'clock and he could go home. He didn't dislike his job but as a scientist you just had to do the same thing over and over again. He was working at a very complicated computer code that would change the world. It would give people the opportunity to live longer and healthier, it would help the environment and above all, it would bring world peace.Torture TG AT in Short Stories More Like This
As Clyde walked out of the facility he heard a car, starting and keeping a slow pace, right behind him. He noticed but knew he shouldn't look back. He walked towards his own car as he heard the car behind him speed up. He was almost at his car and started to run. He was so close, in his car was his cell phone (they weren't allowed in the facility) and he could call 911.
The car pulled over next to his car and two short looking people came out of it. They had both ski masks on and they ran towards Clyde. Clyde turned 180 degrees and started to run but the two men were faster. He looked over his shoulder
No you can't - TG TF'No you can't and you won't.'No you can't - TG TF in Short Stories More Like This
'Yes I can!'
This discussion had gone on for a few minutes. Nathan and Dave were in Dave's apartment and they had discussed the inventions of the Turning Hour company. Dave said that he could and would buy one of their changing needles but Nathan didn't believe him. He thought Dave was too much of a pussy.
'Okay lets make a deal,' Nathan said. 'If you buy one of those needle things you can use it one me.'
'Sure?' Dave asked.
'Yeh what ever, you won't do it anyway.'
'Okay.' Dave said. He grabbed something out of his pocket and stabbed it into Nathan's arm. He poured the liquid from the needle into his arm and stepped back.
Dave saw his friend twist and turn but they had a deal. Dave had bought it way before he made the bet with Nathan but it didn't matter, Nathan was already injected.
'Stop struggling, there is no way out. I'll have to change you.' Dave said and immediately Nathan stopped.
'I don't want this, I thought you wouldn't do it.' Nathan
TMIS 9 Egg part 1Twenty year old Ray sat down as he looked at the object in his hands, a small light green egg, no larger than a computer mouse, it had blue and red dots randomly spread all over its hard surface, like some neatly decorated jewel.TMIS 9 Egg part 1 in Short Stories More Like This
He sighed loudly. "It'll become what you teach it to become..." he sighed, repeating the words of the guy that had given him the egg.
Shaking his head, he looked around for a second, and headed to his kitchen, egg in hand.
Turning off all lights but one, he placed the egg and attempted to see what was inside.
Much to his surprise, he saw a small shadow within the egg, moving and wriggling, making it somewhat impossible to discern what it was.
"At least it's not a fake." he mumbled as he pondered what to do next for a second.
Going to his computer, he used a search engine to look for methods of keeping an egg alive so it could hatch; however, the methods differed somewhat from one species from the other, and since he couldn't find any egg that remotely resemble
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The TGF Writer
"I don't think we should be doing this." sixteen year old Trick stated as he was filling out the form.
"We already talked through this." sighed Tony, putting down his pen and filled form on the desk. "It's not permanent, it's not dangerous, and you'll have a fun time." he pointed at his friend for a moment. "Besides, you need a break from so much schoolwork, you've been focusing too much on the exams and too little on having some fun of your own."
Trick doubted, but he still finished the form.
"We thank you for choosing BAMIS" said the woman at the desk. "Now, take these card keys and head to your changing room." she added. "You'll be explained what to do once you get there."
Tony and Trick said their farewells as they
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The TGF Writer
The dim lights were the only thing I could see; I couldn't move, the restrains on my body were flawless, not one crack, not one dent, not one loose bolt.
No normal person could escape this containment unit.
I could, if I wanted.
But for now I'd rather wait.
The shudder on the walls signaled me that the ship was landing in what would most likely become my next residence.
With a metallic click, the doors in front of me opened, and I saw three figures, two of them were armed with laser guns, the third had nothing, but just by the way he stood, I could tell he had something up his sleeve.
"Had a good sleep?" the third mocked, the blue scales in his face revealing two rows of short white teeth.
With the push of a button, the
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"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
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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
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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
Medieval TGSteven was sat, all alone in his bedroom, watching the television. He flicked through the channels until he came across a game show. On screen came a tall castle. Steven began thinking about what it would be like to be a knight. Suddenly, he was blinded by a spectrum of light energy.Medieval TG in Settings More Like This
All he could feel was a strange mixture intense pain and pleasure, flooding throughout his entire body. The skin on his face was tightening as it remoulded, forming a much softer facial shape. As this happened the little hair he had on his body ripped itself out of his skin, falling to the floor. But Steven didn't care about this at the moment, right now all he could feel was the severe pulling sensation on the top of his head. It was one or two minutes before this sensation ended. He opened his eyes, immmediately noticing the long strands of hair covering his face, ears and lower back. However he couldn't admire this for long as another strong beam of light hit his face. He didn't know it yet but his blac
Night Out TGIt was just a regular night out with the boys. No occasion, we just hadn't been out together for a long time. Little did I know that such a simple night out would change my entire life forever.Night Out TG in Settings More Like This
It's hard to remember the night perfectly, a lot of drinks went down that night. The time was... the time was... it was late, well very early in the morning. We queued up and eventually got into what was probably our third or fourth club of the night. Like most drunk people, I danced, extremely poorly, into the night until I bumped into a very, very hot girl. As usual, my first words to this girl was soe pathetic chat up line. Knowing me it would have been something like "grab your coat you've pulled" or some other crap like that. I offered her a drink, but she refused, "I only buy my own drinks, but I'll get one for you if you like." I knodded and as I went to say what I wanted she walked off towards the bar.
It was a while before she came back. She held a drink in each hand. She gave me my sur
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"Michael I bought you something while I was out"
"Can't this wait, I'm just seconds away from from completing Black Ops on veteran. Even you know how bad I am on this game, this is a very high achievement for me"
"No Michael, I'm your mother. How can a stupid game like that be more important than me?"
"Exactly, now take this upstairs and try it on"
He grabbed the bag and trudged slowly up the stairs. He had always hated clothes mainly becuase of all the trying things on which turned out to be completely pointless because the item didn't fit and even if it did it was too expensive or didn't look right. But still, upstairs he went and into his room. He took the item out of the bag. It was a vest.
"Why has she bought me this?" Michael thought to himself, "I have never worn a vest before, I mean why would I? I live in England for God's sake, it's never warm enough"
But relentlessly, he removed hi