6/27/2009

Waiting for my lover 2

Here's another variant of the cap I presented yesterday.

I am so excited, you know!

My lover will be here any minute now. She loves me. I know that for a fact. She would not have gone to all this trouble in order to be with me, if she didn't.

I remember the first time I met her.

I was teaching anthropology over at the university at the time, and there she was: animated, enthusiastic about the topic and absolutely stunningly beautiful.

She went on and on and on about the magic practices among the Tiresians on Flores.

She was fascinated by the fact that their shamans seemed to change their gender in order to understand all of the spirit world.

I fell in love at that very moment, but I was her teacher and she was my student, so there was nothing I could do.

Besides, the rumors had it she was a lesbian. My luck exactly!

That didn't stop her though.

"Erik," she said to me. "You are the gentlest soul I have ever met, and I love you dearly. But you are not yourself; you are not the one you were supposed to be. You have the spirit of a gentle woman, not the aggressiveness of a man. I need you to be what you were meant to be."

Then she gave me that Tiresian potion.

I am Courtney, now, and I am at peace with myself. And I am waiting for my lover.

Images of Alisia by Sextronix.

This one is for Courtney.

6/26/2009

Waiting for my lover 1


When Amina gave me that magic potion from Flores, I thought it was a joke.

Of course i did! I am an anthropologist. For me magic is a language of symbols pointing to the deepest layers of our psyche, not "real" in any other sense of the world.

But everything changed that day.

It was painful, as if my whole body was taken a part and reassembled, and in a way that is what happened.

When I came out of my feverish dreams I found I had the body of a teenage girl. I could have been one of my students!

The kiss Amina gave me brought me back to my senses. She was so glad that she danced all the way through my flat, kicking over tables and breaking a few irreplaceable artifacts from Peru.

But who cares! I felt that I was myself at that moment. I was at peace for the first time in my life.

I am going to meet my lover this evening, and I am going to make myself pretty for her.

I don't care how much time it takes. I am still a little bit clumsy when it comes to make-up, but I am going to do everything I can to be the beautiful woman she deserves.

This one is for Courtney!

Images from Sextronix.

6/24/2009

Guest Cap: Legally Bound

Bren and I decided on making two cap series on the same topic as an experiment. Here is Bren's take on the witness protection program!

I'll publish my own in a few days.

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6/22/2009

When in Rome

It was an excellent idea. On paper.

Professor Manson had invented a kind of time machine that was to open a whole new field of historical studies: Real time anthropological history, watching history in the making.

The researcher was not a time traveler per se, mind you. It was still impossible to move objects back in time. But it was possible, Manson found, to move information. And what is mind, but a complex system of information?

Attaching a person to his Wells Information Accelerator, he could let that man or woman piggy back the mind of any person in the past, so that he or she would see and hear whatever that historical figure experienced at any given time.

He convinced his lab assistant, Ian Tomlin, that he should be the first man on the timeline. After all, you could not risk the great mind of the great professor now, could you? There were rewards, of course: fame, the Nobel price, young female students swooning over him, etc. etc.

It was decided that Ian was to spy on the mind of the great Octavian himself, just before he became the great Roman emperor Augustus.

Ian opened his eyes to an old world. He could hear the noise of men and animals in a crowded city, and the strong scent of sweat and manure in the warm Italian air.

He was in Rome, all right, and in a Roman villa. But something had gone wrong, horribly wrong.

He looked down on the nubile and athletic body of a young woman.

He was not in the body of Octavian. He was in the body of one of the slave girls of the household. What more, he was not sitting at the back of her mind, watching the world go by; he was this girl and controlled her body in every way.

This was a disaster! He had to get back. But there was nothing he could do. His interface with the 21st century was broken, and the girl was now in his body, screaming, mad with fear.

"Ah, there you are, my dear Iania Prima!" Octavianus exclaimed as he entered the room.

"I have had yet another quarrel with Marcus Antonius, and is more tense than ever. You know how to make a man relax, don't you?"

Finally her "totally useless" knowledge of Latin came in handy, but when facing her first erect cock, Iania had to improvise.

This one is for Ian!

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6/20/2009

Bride to Be

Jim, I need to you to sit still, OK? Mrs. Anderson was very clear about this: I am to make you look totally adorable for your great evening.

Jim, no, I mean Jennifer, I am to call you Jennifer, darling, how silly of me!

Jennifer, I think you look absolutely dashing already, and if I had been anywhere near straight, I would have kidnapped you and dragged you all the way to Barbados to have you all for myself.

No, don't look alarmed. I am totally harmless. Your bridegroom to be, however, he is absolutely yummy!

Now, Denise have done a good job on your makeup, darling, and believe me, I am the best on hair this side of the city. I will make you look like a princess. A few stripes, a lot of volume, well, you know what's hot these days.

You don't? Oh, forgive me! I constantly forget that you were a boy just yesterday. Do you miss your dick, baby? I would have. I know I would have! But you will get more than enough of that from your husband, dear.

You don't want to be married?

Oh dear, I am afraid it is far too late for that. Mrs. Anderson always gets her will.

What did you do to piss her off, anyway? Her last servant tried to sell her silverware, and he -- ah, she -- is married to a naval officer now. Did you do something like that, gorgeous? Yeah, I thought so.

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6/15/2009

Sister Love


His sister had a deep longing for another life, the life of a strong and powerful soldier.

Too bad her body wasn't up to a life of war.

It was well suited for other purposes, though.

A new multi-caption teenage transformation slideshow from your truly. What's next, I wonder...

The pictures of sweet Annette Allen are from Brazzers.com.

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6/14/2009

Guest Cap: Spa Retreat

Here's one I got from Starhawk over at Rachel's Haven.

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6/10/2009

DHL Delivery

"Bill, there is someone at the door! Open it, will you?" Jane called from the kitchen.

"OK!" 12 year old Bill run down the stairs and opened the door.

"Hello there!" the uniformed man said. "I have a DHL delivery for you. Would you please sign here?"

Bill did and dragged the package into the hall.

"Mum! It's dad! The Transfemme company has fixed him!"

"Really?" Jane came running to the door.

She looked down at her husband. Thoroughly wrapped in red plastic; only his nose was visible, open for air.

"Oh, I am so excited!" Jane exclaimed. "Bill, go fetch your little sister, grandpa and uncle Fred right away!"

Jane bent down and unwrapped her husband's head. He had a wild look in his eyes.He was gagged, though, and didn't manage to say a word.

"Oh my, Andrew, you are beautiful! Transfemme has done an excellent job on you. Let us look at your tits!" She tore loose some more plastic. "Hmmm, big and juicy, just as my brother likes them..."

She stood up. "Don't go anywhere, Andrew! I am going to prepare the family dinner. I promise, we will unwrap you after we have eaten!"

She chuckled all the way to the kitchen. This was so much better than divorce!

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This one is for Leila!

6/08/2009

Blonde and blonderer

Yeah, yeah, I know this one is just too silly. What can I say?

Brain was really getting the hang of it now:

"And do you know blondes say after sex? No, no?..." He was laughing the way he did after one too many beers:

"'Thanks guys!' She says: 'Thanks guys!'"

Samantha was not amused. But then again she was blond.

"And here's another," Brian continued.

"What do blondes and spaghetti have in common? They both wriggle when you eat them! And do you know why blondes give such good blow-jobs? Because that's what they train for all their lives."

"No, that's not the correct answer," Samantha replied. "It is because they once have been stupid boys who have insulted a Grade 1 Witch incessantly."

She uttered a few words in ancient Sanskrit and Brian suddenly found himself in the body of an amazingly sexy blonde.

"What do you call a blonde with a runny nose?" Samantha asked her newborn sister.

"I don't know," blonde Brenda answered.

"Full!"

Brenda shook her pretty head: "I don't get it!"

"Oh, but you will, Brenda," Samantha answered. "You will!"

This a is cap from blonde Rebecca to blonde Brenda.

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The pix of Rhylee are from Bangbros.com

6/03/2009

The Guru and his Disciple

The great guru Sri Sri Vishnu Transformanati had changed Richard's life completely.

"We are always hiding our true selves from ourselves," the great guru had told him with Indian accent full of ancient wisdom.

"We spend all our days trying to be what others want us to be: our parents, our friends and our colleagues. Because of this we do not become what we where meant to be."

Transformanati had taught Richard an ancient meditation technique that could penetrate the veil of illusion and change the world around him.

Unfortunately Richard had never really grasped the shape of his inner self. As soon as he opened his eyes, he would finally understand how curvaceous it truly was.

This one is for Angie!

Image from DDFBusty.com.

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6/02/2009

Guest photo story: Indian Honeymoon

I am starting to get not only guest caps, but guest photo stories. So far I have seen only two or three cappers making use of this technique, i.e. turning longer cap series into slideshows.

In another way, however, this is a first. This must be the world's first Indian trangender photo story or "fumetti".


The story is written by Shagufta. And to let you in on a secret: Shagufta and I are working on a longer TG story. More about that later.

6/01/2009

The Beach

In the Middle Ages there was a horrible schism in the Sisterhood of Inanna, the guardians of the sacred womanhood. 

Aggressive women, impatient with the progress made towards female dominance, broke out and founded the Daughters of Ereshkigal.

The Daughters are worshipping the goddess of the underworld and are totally committed to the overthrow of male tyranny.

There are men who choose to serve in the dark order, under great risk. If you fail the order, the Mother Superior will send you to the Beach.

Here is one such story.


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