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Contented TG :iconnapalm816:Napalm816 46 0
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A Very Happy Accident TG :iconnapalm816:Napalm816 106 1
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Tunnel of Love TG :iconnapalm816:Napalm816 174 1
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From Friends to Lovers TG :iconnapalm816:Napalm816 199 1
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Blindsided - TG Story :iconnapalm816:Napalm816 55 3
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Magic Headphones TG :iconnapalm816:Napalm816 88 2
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Crush TG :iconnapalm816:Napalm816 16 5
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What's Cooking, Good Looking TG :iconnapalm816:Napalm816 39 4
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If You Can't Beat Em, Fuck Em TG :iconnapalm816:Napalm816 44 2
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Careless TG :iconnapalm816:Napalm816 19 0
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Hitchhiker TG :iconnapalm816:Napalm816 14 0
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Joining the Party TG :iconnapalm816:Napalm816 65 0
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Sex Bar TG :iconnapalm816:Napalm816 66 0
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What Goes Around TG :iconnapalm816:Napalm816 36 0


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Mermaid Stuff :iconkannelart:KannelArt 1,375 54
Spring Is Coming ! :iconkannelart:KannelArt 1,242 72 Gotta Get Their Attention (TG/BT) :iconneondragon284:Neondragon284 96 3
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James Bond of the Courtroom - TG Transformation :icongrumpy-tg:Grumpy-TG 533 31
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Little Blue Trap (Part 2) - TG Story :iconsprite09:Sprite09 32 0
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CMSN- stand ready 2 :iconblackshirtboy:blackshirtboy 599 18
I Wasn't Thinking Straight! :icontg-caps:TG-Caps 137 3 CMSN- beachcomber :iconblackshirtboy:blackshirtboy 840 16
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LGC - Do You Even Lift? - TG Caption :iconsprite09:Sprite09 50 1
CMSN- morning jog :iconblackshirtboy:blackshirtboy 781 33 CMSN- suddenly popular :iconblackshirtboy:blackshirtboy 831 22
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TG Caption: No More Mr Nice Guy :iconzoeswish:ZoeSwish 203 7
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TG Caption: Dad :iconzoeswish:ZoeSwish 178 8
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Errant Wishes - TG Captions :iconsprite09:Sprite09 105 1
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Brand New Smile - TG Caption :iconsprite09:Sprite09 39 1
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Contented TG
The music blared as I danced, surely putting on a good show for the crowd goers. I knew they were staring, and it didn’t make me feel uneasy whatsoever. In fact, I was hoping they were watching. I was so caught up in it all that I didn’t notice my friend Cassie approach me. “Enjoying ourselves, Nikki?” she giggled.

I froze instantly “N-no, no way, of course not!” I lied in the sound of my bubbly, cheerful feminine voice. There is a long story behind all of this. I used to be a man named Nick, and was dating Cassie, had an older brother who was very protective of her. He didn’t like me at all; in fact, I think he despised every ounce of my existence.

What made matters worse was that Cassie’s family came from a long line of wizards, which meant all the men in their bloodline had magical abilities and powers. One night when I was visiting, he said in front of everyone that he’d stop at nothing to keep me from dating his baby sister. Of course Cassie and her family were appalled, but I was feeling pretty cocky that night “Oh yeah? What are you gonna do about it?”

It didn’t take him very long to transform me from an average white guy into a sexy Asian bombshell. That wasn’t all; he also made it to where everyone but I and he had always known me as the babe he made me into. “Nikki I’m so jealous! Don’t you know that men would kill to sleep with you and women would die to have a body like yours? Look at yourself for crying out loud!”

Over time, I’d not only grown comfortable and confident in my new skin, but my personality had shifted as well. I was now attracted to men instead of women, and I made sure I always wore clothes that showed off my body. Of course I still had moments of reluctance, but those were gradually becoming less and less frequent. As I looked around, a tall, handsome hunk caught my eye from the distance. As I was about to run off, Cassie put a hand on my shoulder “don’t forget this” she handed me a condom and I smiled “thanks bestie!”

A Very Happy Accident TG
My name used to be Adam, and I was a college dropout. When I wasn't working at Taco Bell, I usually just mindlessly browsed through social media. My life was boring and empty of any purpose. One day, my friend, Aaron, convinced me to join him at the beach to check out the bikini-clad women. He was a college graduate from a rich, prestigious family. If I said I wasn't even slightly jealous, I'd be lying, big time. The two of us stood on the walkway that overlooked the beach, and I could see his eyes peering around. It was when a very stunning young woman with black hair walked near us that it happened.

“Damn, that might be the finest pair of tits and ass I’ve ever seen” Aaron heckled. Stopping in her tracks, she turned her head and gave him a piercing glare.
“You think you're hot shit?” she shouted, pointing her finger at him. He wouldn’t let up, however, answering back with a “I sure do, babe” while grinning and flexing his muscles. “Let’s see how you feel when it’s you being treated like a piece of meat!” A light illuminated from her index finger and started to glow brighter and bigger. Suddenly, she tripped and the stream that she shot out hit me square on.

It all happened so fast; the only thing I noticed was that from my groans I could hear my voice getting higher until it was distinctively soft and feminine. Observing and feeling my body, I didn’t even need a mirror to know that I was a total knockout. Long, thick blonde hair rested both down my back and over my luscious DD breasts. I ran my hands over my bodacious ass, noticing how full and enticing it was.
The absence of manhood and the presence of womanhood between my legs were absolutely frightening. My skin hadn’t been this smooth since I was a young kid. From the cherry gloss on my lips to the mascara on my eyes, I was all dolled up, even though I still would’ve been sexy as hell without it. The clothes I wore were frighteningly revealing, and a chill ran down my spine. Of course, that may have been because of how little I was wearing.

So now, I’m known as Alyssa, and things are very much different than they were before. At first I wanted to resist my new body as much as possible. But as time went on, I begin to notice how people, especially men, treated me better. Countless opportunities have presented themselves to me. Of course it’s all sort of superficial since I’m a beautiful, young woman, but damned if I say I'm not going to take advantage of it. Needless to say I don't work at Taco Bell anymore; I'm a supermodel who makes big bucks. Another thing I enjoy the hell out of is my boyfriend Aaron; yes, we’re a couple now. He treats me so well and would go to hell and back for me. It also doesn’t hurt that he’s a total hunk and AMAZING in bed. I mentioned that he's rich, right? A chance accident has made my life so much better, and I couldn't be more thankful.

Tunnel of Love TG
To be honest, I had no idea how me and Andrew were such good friends. Not that it was a bad thing, but the two of us were literally polar opposites. He was the stereotypical nerd while I, Cameron, was an athletic jock. At the end of the semester, we both decided to spend a day at the local amusement park before we embarked on our summer vacation. We both arrive and without much of a hassle we find a spot and make our way inside. Looking around at the attractions, a particular ride caught our eye. It was called the Tunnel of Love. As a joke, we decided to ride just so we could laugh at how stupid it was. Standing in line, an abundance of couples anxiously awaited their turn. I was hoping neither I nor Andrew would ever stoop to this point in our relationships. Nearly twenty minutes later we boarded our little boat and we were off.

Our boat entered the tunnel deeper and deeper until we couldn't see much of anything. That changed when cheesy pink lights lit up in the shapes of hearts while an animated Cupid flew in the air. Then all of a sudden it got dark again, but I could tell something was wrong because our ride came to a stop. "Of all the rides we could get stuck on!" I scoffed. That thought took a backseat just seconds later when I felt a sharp pain shoot through my body. I felt the weight on my chest get heavy as my hair grew longer down my back. My arms and legs began to feel lighter as my torso seemed to crunch inward. I heard Andrew groan in pain as well, something was seriously going wrong. Underneath the lap bar I would feel my hips widen as I was pushed upward slightly by the expansion of my ass. Reaching down with my hands to my thighs, I felt them thicken as my face was being vigorously altered. Between my thighs my penis and testicles were both violently pulsating until they suddenly pulled inward. They reformed themselves into a vagina as a complete overhaul of my reproductive system took place. Fabric rubbed against my now soft, smooth skin as I felt more exposed and vulnerable than before.

All at once the lights flickered on and our boat was once again moving. Able to clearly observe myself, I was speechless at what I saw. I was a woman, but not just an average woman, I was an absolute knockout. My breasts were proud DD's and my ass stuck out in a way that begged for attention. The clothes I wore put my killer figure on full display. "Oh my god! Andrew, what the hell happened?" I panicked in a frightened, feminine voice. When I turned to look at my friend, I didn't see the nerdy Andrew who I'd known my entire life. Instead, I saw a tall, muscular man who was ripped to the core. "Cameron! How did this happen to us?" he asked in a very deep and masculine tone. Our boat turned ninety degrees to face a long mirror plastered against the wall. Staring back at us was a handsome man who looked like he lifted weights for breakfast, lunch, and dinner and a stone cold fox blonde bombshell that would make any man fall to their knees. We were both dumbfounded as our ride came to an end and we arrived back at the station. Without speaking a word we exited the ride and left the park.

The both of us would soon learn that reality had changed so that Andrew had always been a popular football star and that I, Camille, was his sexy minx of a girlfriend. We both learned our lesson that day: never mess with something as sacred as love.
From Friends to Lovers TG
“Jason! Get in here, I wanna show you something!” I called out to my roommate. He came into the kitchen where I was at and then asked “Shane, what the hell is that?” Of course he was pointing at the genie bottle I’d bought online. It was only $5 so even if it was a scam it wouldn’t kill my bank account. “Jason, you’ve waited long enough to get a girl, so I’m going to help you!” I said as I rubbed the lamp. A puff of smoke shot out from inside and a big, burly man with a tail for legs formed. “Master, you have freed me! Now, I must grant you one wish. Oh and before you complain about not getting three, you get what you pay for, kid.” Nodding my head, he had a point. After all, I really only needed one in the first place. “I wish there was a hot girl right in our apartment just for Jason.” The genie shrugged as he shot out a beam of magic at me.

“Hey, what the hell are you…” I gasped as I heard my voice; it was high-pitched and sultry-sounding. My brown hair lengthened as two breasts burst from my chest. My arms and legs slenderized as my waist and hips went opposite directions to form an hourglass figure. I put my hands up on my face as it felt like it was on fire, only to also notice that my hands and nails were distinctly feminine. My rear inflated and pushed out into a full, sexy ass while my thighs gained mass themselves. As my feet shrank in size slightly, my penis and balls slurped into my crotch and left behind was a pussy. Finally, my clothes changed to fit my new body and show off my assets.

Looking at the reflection on my phone, which was now pink to my displeasure, I saw my face. God damn I’m beautiful, I thought as I admired myself. Wait, why was I doing that? Turning my head around I wanted to yell at the genie, but he was gone. “Jason! Where’d he go?” I asked out loud, now having a hard time finding my friend. “What are you talking about, babe?” I heard his voice from the living room. As I walked up to him, I spoke nervously “Jason, do you remember anything at all?” Putting down his phone he said “the only thing I remember was how good you were last night Sophie” he said in a romantic tone. Oh god, not only was I a chick, I was Jason’s girlfriend. That stupid genie! What made things worse was the fact that I was beginning to get turned on.

Trying to contain my urges and feelings was hopeless, so I gave in to my new identity. “Ready for round two?” I smiled as I leaned over, putting my rack on display for my new boyfriend. Before I knew it, we were both in his bedroom and he was in me. I loved the feeling, and never wanted to give it up.

Blindsided - TG Story

Author’s note: This is my longest work yet, but I really liked the way it turned out. Enjoy!


It all happened on a Saturday afternoon, right after I had just been hired by one of the largest stock-trading companies in the world. On the path I was going, ending up on Wall Street was something that was inevitable, not a dream. As I got in my car and started the drive back home, I imagined it all in my head. The life I’d always envisioned was starting to unfold. Soon I’d have a nice house in upstate New York along with a luxury apartment in NYC. Throw in some sports cars and a smoking hot trophy wife, and I was set.

Passing through one of the busiest and chaotic intersections in the metro area, I’d apparently failed to notice that the light was red, and was t-boned from the left side by another vehicle. Something in my car caused a spark, which proceeded to ignite a flame. I attempted to unbuckle to the seat belt to no avail as the heat and the fire crept onto my skin. Hearing distant sirens, I lost consciousness and everything went to black.

I awoke, slowly opening my eyes, and realized I was in a hospital bed. The fact that I had survived was a big shock, but that was only the beginning of the surprises. “Mr. Grant, you’re awake. Now before I go on any further, nod if you can understand me.” I did as he requested and he went on. “This is going to be hard to comprehend, but your life as you know it has completely changed.” Oh god, the burns must’ve turned me into some hideous freak.

“Every part of your body except for your brain was damaged to the point where they could no longer function and would never recover. However, that is only half of the situation. The person whom you collided with, Olivia Moreland, had brain damage that was well beyond repair, and quite frankly she could not live as a functioning human being.

It was a complicated procedure, one that we like to keep a tad more secretive than others, but we have managed to place your brain along with your consciousness and all of your memories into Olivia’s body. If we’d waited perhaps an hour too long, it would have been a complete failure. I realize this comes as a big shock, so I’m going to give you time to process this alone.”

He walked out of the room as I thought to myself that there was no way that he just said all of that; either I was having a nightmare or the coma was more serious than I thought. Rubbing my eyes, I caught glimpse of sleek black nail polish on my fingernails.

“What the fuck” I gasped as I heard the voice coming from my mouth. It was a soft, angelic, sexy, and unmistakably feminine. Moving my head down, I felt a curtain of long, blonde hair cascade down the sides and back of my face. Two large breasts that couldn’t be any smaller than D-cups were protruding out from my chest. I gave them a firm squeeze as a chilling sensation was sent through my nerves, causing my back to arch and my wide hips to buckle.

Even under the hospital gown I was wearing, I could tell my waist was distinctively narrow and that I possessed an hourglass figure that any women would kill for. Reaching down towards my crotch, I gulped as I knew what would and what wouldn’t be there. I dragged my fingers over a mound that I immediately labeled as a vagina. Staring at my flat and toned core, I knew that a full-fledged female reproductive system lied underneath. Switching from the giving to the receiving end was one thing, but giving life was something I could not fathom.

At first I thought the bed had an extra cushion, but as I felt behind me I discovered that it was my ass, nice and full. My arms were slender while my legs, equipped with luscious thighs, were long and sultry. There wasn’t a mirror around, but if the rest of my body was a clue, I was a knockout.

Even after everything that had occurred, one thought dominated my mind. This wasn’t my body; the accident had taken Olivia’s life, yet now here I was in her body with seemingly everything intact and healthy, minus some visible bruises. “How is this possible?” I asked as I continued to observe and examine my body, at least as much as the hospital would allow me.

The doctor came in and made sure that I was alright. All things considered I wasn’t hurt, but I was still clearly in a state of shock. As sympathetic as possible, he provided me more information on Olivia, whose life I had assumed by all intents and legal purposes. She came from a wealthy family and lived a life of luxury; private schools, fancy clothes, and a nice car for her sweet 16 were just some of the main focus points. Money was never a worry to her, as her “daddy” to which she referred to him as would foot any bill no matter the size.

Along with wealth, she’d also been blessed with good looks. A combination of good genetics and chance molded her into an absolute bombshell of a woman. Of course though, she couldn’t just go off and get involved with the average man. She would have to latch on to someone in her socioeconomic class, which meant somebody who was as attractive and rich as her. It didn’t take long for her to find Alexander Hobbs, a young businessman whose fortune was growing by the second. They soon after married on a private island and then moved in to his mansion together.

Olivia had no intentions to pursue a career of her own, as Alex made enough money to give both of them a life only the 1% could enjoy. A family down the line was a possibility, but for now they were happily content being a young, wealthy couple.

As I took the weight of it all in, I thought to myself how lucky she was and how I, the person that ended her life, was now responsible for carrying it on. While her husband, family, and a select amount of friends would know about the operation, to everyone else I had been Olivia my entire life. Things like getting dressed, showering, and putting makeup on would be a big learning curve, but the doctor was confident that I would learn every essential skill with relative ease, based on past patients he had operated on.

“Well then,” I sighed, “looks like I better not waste any time.”


Six months from that day, and I have to say that I’ve adjusted quite well given the circumstances. Everything from the way I talk, walk, and other basic mannerisms have changed to suit Olivia as she had been. Part if it was learning, but I sensed that the more time I spent in this body, I naturally began to adjust to it.

As far as Alex, he has been nothing but a great husband to me. Even though my mind originally belonged to a guy, he couldn’t deny that his wife was still a total babe. Yes, I checked in the mirror and yes, I’m stunning. It’s funny, because before the accident I always wanted a “trophy wife” similar to Olivia. Yet from my perspective, I didn’t feel like one, and I sure wasn’t treated as such.

Honestly, I was an egotistical jerk as a man. If it weren’t for the accident, I likely would’ve gotten myself into a lot of trouble, both at home and in business. The only thing that still clouds me from time to time is how Olivia’s life was cut so short. Alex and my parents reassured me that what I was doing was a gift, and that she would be proud of me.

I’m sure time will go on and those thoughts will become less and less prevalent, even though they’ll probably never go away. All I can do now is live my life as she would’ve wanted to live it, with happiness, love, and passion.


The End.



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