- Well, he was hysterical at first. Demanding to see a lawyer, the police, that sort of thing. They always do! We gave him a sedative and he calmed down yesterday evening.
- Is that him on the monitor?
- Yes. He started exploring his new body in earnest this morning, as fear gave way to curiosity. He discovered the joy of female masturbation a few hours ago, and as you can see he is really getting a hang of it.
- The orgasms will weaken his resistance, won't they, doctor?
- Oh yes, indeed. The nanobots and the gendervirus take care of the physical changes. The subliminal conditioning takes care of his sexual orientation, but in the end it is the pleasure of the flesh that fuses his new personality into a coherent whole.
- Is that him screaming?
- Yes, we have mikes in there as well. That was definitely one intense orgasm.
- You know, he has become as beautiful as I imagined her to be. You have earned every penny, doctor.
- Thank you, sir!
- You think I am a freak, don't you, changing a good friend like that into a woman?
- I am not here to judge, sir.
- I know for a fact that this is what he really wanted. He never admitted as much of course, but I checked the cache file of his browser. I know exactly what kind of sites that turned him on.
- I see, sir.
- Moreover, I have never been able to forget Ginger. Ginger was his girl friend in high school, you know. The most beautiful girl I have ever known. I loved her, but she only had her eyes on him. Isn't that ironic. All he wanted was to be her!
Now we can all get what we want. Can I go in and make love to her now?
- Yes sir. The combination of sedatives and hormones should make her very cooperative sir. Enjoy your stay!
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When I found the pictures of this TS girl over at Tranny Surprise, it was clear to see that this is one of those women.
(That being said, there is -- of course -- no similarity between the life of the actress and the fictional character of this story.)
Here is the story about the transsexual Powergirl.
A white SUV stopped beside him, three men jumped out and dragged him into the car.
At first he believed they had taken him for ransom. Not that his family had much money, but his employer might be willing to pay a bit for his experience and expertise.
Indeed, the three kidnappers played along with this theory of his when he first mentioned it. It was one way of making him more malleable, probably.
That was just a stupid dream, however. Deep down inside him Tom had known that from the very beginning.
He knew that when they painted a pentagram with his blood on the floor and forced him to lie within it.
Then their horrible chanting brought forth a creature that filled him with fear. She could have been a demon, or an evil goddess maybe.
"Oh most mighty Ereshkigal!" the three men chanted. "We, the unworthy offer you this gift, a man for you to devour!"
She was stunningly beautiful, and he could feel his dick stir in involuntary anticipation. Still, the smell of sulfur filled his lungs, and he could clearly sense the inhumanness of this seemingly womanish creature.
She did not kill him. She did not hurt him. She just came up to him an kissed him on the mouth. Then she disappeared. But he knew that she had made him hers. He could feel it in his soul. He could feel it in his body.
God know what price these three men would have to pay for the services rendered by that demon. Eternal hell, probably, and they did definitely deserve it. Why he deserved to be dragged into this, he could not understand.
The first night he lost all his body hair. Just like that. He had to brush them out of his bed.
The next couple of days he started to notice other changes. He was growing smaller, for one. Then his nipples started to itch. The areola became slightly larger and more puffy. A few days later small lumps of flesh started to bulge out on his chest.
He could see that the three men followed these changes with great interest and anticipation, and the stench of testosterone in those small confined cellar rooms became intense.
He could feel their aggressiveness getting stronger, and from time to time the three of them quarreled loudly in a language he did not understand.
The second week one of the warlocks, a huge brute that called himself Abbadon, came up to him and sniffed his neck like an animal.
Then he dragged Tom into a room and, forced him down on his knees, and pulled out his own dick. Tom was sick on the floor and Abbadon left him screaming in disgust.
Then they waited for several weeks, while the evil magic permeated every cell of his body and changed him, bit by bit, day by day.
The lumps on his chest became tits, progressing gradually from an A cup to soft and heavy balls of female flesh filling up his third bra they had given him since they took him, a D cup.
His waist got slimmer. His ass got rounder. His hair got longer, and his lips fuller. He looked more and more as porn star for each passing day. He wasn't stupid. He knew exactly what they were up to. The demon was turning him into their love toy, their slut, their bitch.
They forced him to dress accordingly. The sexy bra was accompanies by silk panties and black stockings. A flimsy baby doll was all he had to cover his more and more curvaceous body. They were out to humiliate him, and succeeded well in doing so.
All his attempts at escape was rewarded with severe beatings. Hours without screaming was rewarded with food.
He knew his fate was sealed when his penis was reduced to the size of a clit. Folds of flesh opened up like petals of a flower in his crotch, revealing his new vagina.
That day the man that called himself Cain came into his cell, silenced him with a spell, forced his legs apart and pushed his big penis inside him.
The pain was excruciating, but Tom bit his lips and stayed quiet. There was no use in crying anyway. He had come to realize that by then.
When Cain came inside him, Tom could actually feel his semen spread inside his vagina, adding more magic power to the one that already held him spellbound.
He could feel his breast expanding even more.
What was even worse, was the strong undercurrents of lust and sexual desire that started to surface inside his mind. He stopped himself from reaching out for Cain's dick, both fascinated and revolted at the thought of sucking cock.
Then Charon took over, ramming his ass till he was bleeding. Again he could feel the semen changing his body.
His tits were now huge balls on his chest, juggling back and forth as Charon ravaged his body. The sensation of touching his own nipples made him extremely aroused, and when Charon grabbed them from behind while he was pounding Tom's pussy , Tom had his first explosive orgasm as a woman.
It was, he had to admit, both disgusting and extremely pleasurable at the same time.
They settled down to a steady routine. The three men took turns in fucking him, but at least two of them made use of him daily. Then they forced him to clean up the place and prepare meals for them.
A few weeks later he noticed that the three men were starting to look ill. They were becoming pale. They were losing weight and there grew dark shadows under their eyes.
Abbadon suddenly found it hard to get an erection. It was Tom's creative oral work that finally made him cum. When Abbadon's sperm filled his mouth, Tom could feel himself getting even more energetic.
He understood now that the price the three had to pay was very high, indeed. Their dreams of sexual domination was powering Tom's process towards womanhood, and they lost themselves in the process.
Tom suddenly saw a way out of this, and he started to seduce them and lure them into having sex with him.
When they became to weak to initiate sex, he straddled their cocks and sucked them dry, until one day they had no power over him whatsoever.
His tits were now so big that he had to learn to keep his balance all over again. But she didn't mind. She knew what she was born to do now. She was to go out into the world and suck men dry of their sap, becoming more and more powerful in the process.
They would worship her. They would beg her for favors. They would give her all they had. They would give her the world.
She left the three men dead in the apartment, and broke down the door with a violent kick.
She felt strong, she felt victorious, she felt invulnerable, and she could feel strong currents of intense sexual energy permeating her body.
An evil laughter escaped her lips as she ran down the stairs, her long hair flying like a banner along her back.
Now, this was going to be fun!
Images of Danielle Derrick from Brazzers.com, the site that worships everything big.
Shanti was fed up with it all and decided to make Sam the new female doctor on the staff.
Well, it was certainly a learning experience for Sam.
This is another transgender fumetti (photo novel) based on shoots by Brazzers.com, one of my richest high quality sources for TG capping material.
There is, of course, no relationship between the models Kinzie Kenner and Priya Rai and the fictional characters of this story.
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The idea is to have one interface that lets you search the content of all these sites in one go.
You can read more about the TG search engine over at the TFCC blog.
You may also go directly to the TG fiction search engine and try it out.
- No, Master, not really...
- Not, really?
- No, I am happy serving you, Master, you know that. It is just that...
- What, Hikari?
- Well, sometimes I cannot help but remember Elijah, Master. Can I do that?
- You cannot stop your own feelings, Hikari, but you must become their Master, in the way I am your master.
- I understand, Master!
- You mourn Elijah, do you?
- Yes, Master, I mourn him as a lost friend.
- I can understand that. But you must also understand that he is dead to the world, now, and that nothing can change that.
- I understand Master. I will transcend my grief and become stronger in the process.
- Grief is but an illusion, Hikari, the flickering of Maya, not real.
- Hai, Master!
- I am proud of you, Hikari. I no longer consider you a gaijin, a foreigner. You are one of us, now.
- You honor me, Master, in a way I do not deserve!
- Let me be the judge of that!
- Yes, Master.
- Elijah was not a true man, Hikari. He was not a warrior. There is no honor in designing clothes. That is a woman's job. I could see his true soul. He was a woman, Hikari.
- I know, Master!
- And women need to be ruled over by men, and they need to be thought how to respect their Masters.
- Yes, Master!
- Women are born to help their Masters and to please them with their humility and submissiveness!
- Yes, Master!
- I am glad. Tonight I want you to please me with your body, Hikari. I want you to open your garden to me. I want you to kiss my sword and make it big. Can you do that, Hikari?
- Yes, Master!
- There will be no more screaming and fighting?
- Never again, Master.
- Elijah is truly dead, Hikari?
- Yes, Elijah is no more, Master!
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Rachel writes that:
"Rachel's Haven now has a Library for stories of Transgender and Transformation! Any and all are welcome to post their creative works for all to see, and the only requirement to access the Gallery is to register to the site so that we know you to be of age!"Rules for posting can be found here.
There are few stories there so far, but if the production of TG captions gives an indication of RH members' productivity, the number should rise quickly.Some might ask whether we need yet another place to publish TG fiction. Fictionmania alone should suffice, shouldn't it? And if you look at the list at the left hand side of this page, you will find many more TG fiction sites that welcome contributions.
I am not so sure. It is as with cafes, pubs and restaurants. Your favorite may not be your neighbor's cup of tea.
The discussions over at Rachel's Haven also indicate that many Havenites find sending their works to Fictionmania frustrating, to say the least, as comments from self-appointed reviewers can be very harsh, indeed.
As she says in her first blog post:
"I've been captioning for 4 years, I used Paint, then Corel Draw, and now Photoshop and Comic Life... I made 1 special series of caps... and I have 2 more coming. I made 5 Yahoo! Groups... 4 of captions, 1 of submissions. I changed my computer 2 times... one of them fried out."
That's what happens when you get the captioning fever.
She says that the Yahoo! Groups is the main place to download her captions if you like them. She will be using the blog to upload previews of my next updates on the Y! groups.
You will find links to the Yahoo! Groups in the right hand margin of her blog.
"Honestly, it was so obviously an utter ripoff of 'Switch' and so poorly done that I couldn't sit through it, but some of you might find it interesting."
Here is a taste:
More clips here.
And yes, the original "Switch" was made by Blake Edwards in 1992 and tells the story of an arrogant male chauvinist business man that one day wakes up as a woman.
He is being tested by God: Does he have the capability to love?
Ellen Barkin plays the lead. It is an entertaining story and definitely worth a try. You can buy Switch from Amazon.
Here is the trailer:
Today we will follow Eric Anderson, or Erica as he is called now.
She likes being a woman, which makes it much harder to turn this into a punishment. There are ways, though.
This is the third free standing episode of our forced feminization "reality TV series".
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Beat the Bastards is illustrated with photos from Anal-pantyhose.com and Analsaga.com, both part of a great package of fetish sites.
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Here you can access all the published episodes on one page.
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