All Cops Are Bodyjacked

Image Description: A young woman wears a small NYPD t-shirt and nothing else. She has her legs spread open to expose her hairless pink pussy, and is pointing at it with both hands. She has long brown hair and a surprised or distressed expression on her face. 

Caption: “All right? Does this look all right to you?!”

“I mean, mine’s not quite so petite and hairless, but...”

“Very funny, Karen. Maybe we can arrange for these bodyjackers to switch you with some little boy, see how you like it!”

“You’re not little, Frank. You’ve got to be at least nineteen, maybe twenty. You’re going from sergeant to sorority girl!”

“S-stop it! It’s nuh—it’s n-not...”

“Aw, jeez, Frank, don’t cry. Come on. I’m sorry, partner.” 

“I’m nuh-nuh-never gonna g-get my b-body back!”

“Don’t say that. The whole force is on this. Here, blow your nose.”

“S-seventy percent of b-bodyjacking victims never see their b-bodies again!”

“Yeah, but they’re not decorated police sergeants. Your prints are on file, your face is on the news. We’ll find your body, don’t worry.”

“W-what if we don’t? L-look at me, Karen! I’m younger than my d-daughters!”

“Then you already know what to expect, don’t you? And you’ve got two great young women to help you through it. Plus your partner. Being a woman isn’t so bad, Frank. And most people would give up a limb to be thirty years younger. Maybe not that limb, but still.”

“I guess you’re r-right. Even if y-you’re being kind of a b-bitch about it.”

“Frank!” 

“What? It’s not s-sexist for me to say that now.”

 “Yeah, you’re gonna be fine, Frankie. Francine? Oh, we’ll figure it out.”

TG Book Review: Mall of Change by Lisa Change

I've been aware of Lisa Change for some time now, since she's one of the more prolific authors in the self-published TG fiction scene. But I love a good transformation story set in the (increasingly anachronistic) environs of a shopping mall, so I gave Mall of Change a shot.

The story follows a southern politician named Roy Anderson who might seem somewhat familiar if you pay attention to political news in the United States. He likes to go to the mall to ogle teenage girls, and as we learn in some flashbacks, sometimes do more than ogle, with deadly results. Because Roy's feelings about teenage girls are complicated; he's attracted to them, but there's a strong, deep undercurrent of loathing for women and teen girls in particular.

Which is what makes the story so interesting when he's transformed into one.

I think it's safe to say that the majority of male-to-female gender transformation fiction features protagonists who, often out of some kind of misogyny—whether it's the immature "girls are icky" or the chauvinistic "women are inferior"—are unhappy about becoming women. But in my experience, it's rarely the kind of overt misogyny we get from Roy's internal monologue. He's a thoroughly awful character.

And as a result, it's satisfying to see the changes he goes through as a kind of body horror rather than the usual titillation. It's satisfying for things to happen to him that might break stories that weren't about punishing such terrible behavior.

It's hard to call this story fun, but it is nice to see some supernatural comeuppance to a very real-world kind of creep, and to believe even for a moment in a sense of cosmic justice. It's a short, easy read, and the subject matter means it stays pretty PG-13 in terms of content. It's available on Amazon as a single book, or as part of an anthology called Trapped as a Beautiful Girl. Other works by Lisa Change are also available on Smashwords.

Puzzle Box

Image Description: A young naked woman with shoulder-length, dirty blonde hair sits on a wooden cube with various shapes and patterns on each of the sides. She looks downward and to the side, with a calm, contemplative expression on her face, and her legs crossed over one face of the cube.

Caption: Hector was a master of puzzles, so naturally he jumped at the chance to examine the latest acquisition of the Antiquities Department, an alchemist’s puzzle box from the 11th century. It was in pristine condition, and Hector was shocked by the sophistication of its interlocking parts. He twisted and pressed different pieces, and was shocked again when a pattern locked into place and glowed. Almost immediately, he felt his sciatica disappear, along with the arthritic aches in his joints. A quick look into his cell phone camera showed that he looked thirty years younger, maybe more! The allure of real magic was too tempting to pass up. He tested other sequences, carefully and dispassionately noting each effect. His race changed a few times, skin darkening and lightening, features altering in various combinations. His age cycled up and down the decades, and at some point he became a very attractive young woman. He played with the cube a little longer, but while his breasts grew and shrank, along with his hair and hips, he couldn’t find the pattern to restore his male form. The longer he remained in this new body with its new desires, the more he wanted to explore himself rather than the box. And so he resolved to do a thorough exploration, just as soon as he figured out how to undo the changes that left him two feet—whoops, make that eight inches—tall. On second thought, maybe his height could wait...

Commentary: I'm back! And I've got another shrinking caption too!

A Quick Pic

Image Description: A very pregnant woman with long dark hair, a black-and-white striped shirt, and denim overalls, holds up her pink polka-dot cell phone and smiles brightly. She has a grumpy-looking bulldog on a leash and is wearing purple tennis shoes, standing in front of some metal mailboxes.

Caption: "Sandra! Hi! It's been too long! Yeah, should just be another week or two. I'm just ready to be a mom now, you know?

Terry? Oh, he's right here! I've had him on a pretty tight leash ever since I found out he was sleeping with you.

You thought I didn't know? Oh honey, you have a lot to learn, but I'll be happy to teach you. Just let me snap one quick pic—it'll be...what, twenty years before you look like that again?

That's assuming I don't make you a boy; I mean, I already have a girl on the way, and if I'm going to have twins, it might be nice to have some variety. Terry went through a similar change, and he liked it so much that he's going to have a litter of puppies!

Oh, don't look so scared. You'll spend a year on your back, waited on hand and foot. You'll love it, I'm sure.

You know, just before I changed him, Terry said he'd love to see the two of us together. Well, we'll never be closer than this!"

Commentary: I don't think of unbirthing as something I have much interest in, but I've definitely done some captions in that direction. Hmmm...

Changing Storms: Dad Jokes

Image Description: A naked woman with long blonde hair leans over an outdoor grill in a fenced-in yard, with one hand grabbing her own butt.

Caption: The changing storm passed over pretty quickly while most of use were inside. Unfortunately, Dad was out setting up the grill.

"Looks like I'm out of kielbasa," he said with a smile. "But I've got plenty of buns!"

I guess the rain didn't dampen his spirits.

Changing Storms: Recaptured Youth

Image Description: A naked couple kisses in the rain in the middle of a street under an umbrella. The man, on the left, has tattoos across his back and calves, and the woman has tan lines. They are facing away from the camera.

Caption: Gertrude and Roscoe had been married fifty years. Even though their wild youth was long past, they thanked the heavens for every new day. They also thanked the heavens for today's changing storm, and the opportunity it gave them to relive some of the more adventurous times of their life together.

Commentary: It's nice to have a sweet one now and then.

Changing Storms: Snow Job

Image Description: A young woman with dirty blond hair pulled back into a ponytail with a red scrunchie stands outside. She is topless with red thong underwear, and she is gathering snow from a large snowdrift into a green tub.

Caption: David got caught outside during the changing storm, along with hundreds of other newly-minted teenage girls. He arrived home to find a thong, a scrunchie, and a copy of Seventeen magazine on his bed. His roommates thought they were so funny. They also thought they’d be safe
staying inside until all the snow melted. A second exposure to the snow meant David might spend a couple more days in this form, but it’d be worth it to get back at the other guys.

After all, revenge is a dish best served cold.

Not Cut Out for Parenthood

Image Description: In low light against a black background, a naked, heavily pregnant woman with long, cascading hair looks wistfully at her swollen belly while stretching out, leaning against a stool.

Caption: I never wanted kids. I admit that I could have been more up-front about that before we got married, but I just don't have any desire to be a parent. I avoided the conversation for years, but she finally forced it. I told her the truth, that I'd never want kids. She just got this weird glimmer in her eye and said I'd change my mind eventually.

Then somehow she turned me into a girl. She said early on that she was a witch, but I thought she was just being hard on herself, you know? The worst part is that it took months for me to even realize. Everything from that time is kind of hazy, but eventually I noticed that my body had completely changed, and I was missing some key parts.

I still don't want kids. That hasn't changed, though maybe it will someday. I've still got some time before it's an issue. Right now I'm just waiting, growing bigger every day, and wondering if she'll ever change me back to normal.

Even if she doesn't, it's not all bad. I mean, in a few weeks, I'll get to suck on tits the size of my head whenever I want. That alone will make nine months inside her almost worth it.

Commentary: Another longer-form one, but I think it works well with the twist. Also, what an artsy picture there. Just gorgeous.

One Mother to Another

Image Description: A mostly-naked, heavily pregnant woman with long black hair leans against a black chair and points at her swollen belly with one red-gloved hand, while she gives the camera a sly look.

Caption: "That's right, Esperelda, I am David. Your daughter, Amanda, suspected me of cheating, so she turned me into a woman. But I'm sure you heard all about it, since you're the head of the coven. Or maybe this was your plan to begin with? I know you've never approved of our marriage. You're probably the one who convinced her that I was unfaithful. It's true, I was keeping a secret from her, but it wasn't a mistress. It was my own magical talent. Where's Amanda? Why, she's right here. the maternal instinct came on so suddenly that I just couldn't help myself. It's okay, though, you'll be with her again very soon. I mean, I can't very well have Amanda growing up as an only child. No, twins are clearly the way to go. But I think this time around, you'll be better off as a boy. See you again in a few months, 'mom'!"

Commentary: This isn't my best work. The "Special Edition" version of this cap would get rid of a lot of that clumsy "as you know, Bob" stuff at the beginning. But I really like the image, and while unbirthing isn't my usual thing, it's fun for these occasional punishment caps.