Wednesday, April 17, 2019

Cursed Locker


Image Description: A naked woman with long brown hair looks down at her large breasts as she's standing halfway in a locker.

Caption: "Ugh, frickin' Randy! First he takes my towel, then he shoves me in this locker, and now it looks like I've turned into a hot girl! Argh! I swear I'm gonna fuck that guy so hard! And then I'll shove him into this locker and see how she likes it!"

Monday, April 15, 2019

Pregnancy Wave: Sold Out


Image Description: Four pregnant women stand in a tight group. All four wear sunglasses and have long, dark hair, and three of them in ponytails. The one on the left is wearing a pink bra top and pink-and-turquoise leggings, the next wears a black sports bra and gray spandex shorts, the third has a black-and-white patterned sports bra and a pair of dark gray short shorts, and the fourth has a gray sports bra and gray shorts.

Caption: The Pregnancy Wave hit hard, transforming 80% of the population in affected areas into women at various stages of pregnancy. Simon and his pals here slept through the wave after a night of heavy drinking, so they were late to discover its first unexpected consequence: sold-out maternity clothing departments.

Needless to say, it was the last time any of them would be drinking—or sleeping through the night—for a while.

Commentary: The Pregnancy Wave is a bit of an homage to some things that Mindi Flyth has done. Hopefully I'll get to come back to it at some point!

Friday, April 12, 2019

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.

Wednesday, April 10, 2019

Caught the Glow


Image Description: A woman with long brown hair looks lustily at the camera, holding her naked breasts with one hand, while another is touching her thigh. A bright white light is shining from between her legs.

Caption: "Oh god, Greg, you were right. I...uhhhn...shouldn't have gone home with that girl last night. Ohhh...But she was so hot, mmmm, and so ready to go. Now I feel weird, so hot, so...so empty. God, ahh! I need you. I need you to fill me up, Greg, please!

Monday, April 8, 2019

40-Lust


Image Description: A young woman with short blonde hair is playing tennis on a clay court, wearing only a pair of tennis shoes. She's holding a racket and looking over the net toward the camera.

Caption: I challenged Trevor to a tennis match, with just a little wager on the table. Loser has to be the winner’s sexy nympho girlfriend for a month. Easy, right? I mean, Trevor’s failing Transformation Magic 101. But I guess he spends his study time on the tennis court instead, and now I’m losing 40-lust.

I mean love!

Like how much I love Trevor and his big, meaty—oh shoot, there goes another. Whoopsie!

I guess that’s game, sex, and match!

Commentary: I love the "transformation by wager" trope.

Friday, April 5, 2019

The Signal


Image Description: A naked brunette woman stands in a dark room, in front of a circular fan. She is shining a bright white light into the camera from her hand, as her other hand is held under her large breasts.

Caption: That’s right, stare into the light. Can you feel it? The light enters your eye, focused by your lens onto your retina, where it’s converted into signals for your brain to interpret. And for the nanites swarming your system, which interpret it as an activation signal. Can you feel them swimming around your brain, rearranging key synapses, triggering neurotransmitter and hormone production? I can tell that you’re feeling something. Warmth, right? Tingling throughout your body? A strange sense of serenity or floating? That’s to be expected. It’s how the nanites prepare you for stage two. I know what you’ve heard about us, but we really don’t want you to feel any discomfort. We want to make you the best you can be.

You might feel some itching; it’s a side-effect of the folicular manipulation. The paralytics in your system won’t let you scratch it, but that’s for the best. Your skin’s already much more sensitive and delicate, you wouldn’t want to damage it. Look on the bright side: you’ll never have to worry about shaving again—anywhere. It’s one of the perks.

It’s kind of funny: of all the changes your body’s going through, the only one you really feel is the hair. You probably haven’t noticed the nanites reconstructing your bones. You’ll have some trouble reaching the top shelf now, but they needed that extra mass for your hips and that perfect little heart-shaped derrière. You’ve got such a nice hourglass figure already. I’m actually a little jealous.

Oh, I almost forgot, those wide hips mean you’re already into stage three, secondary sex characteristics. You might feel flushed, maybe some shortness of breath as the hormones do their thing. Don’t be embarrassed if you experience some sexual arousal during this stage. We’re compressing years of puberty into a few short minutes, so it’s bound to happen. Why, watching your little buds grow into such proud breasts is even turning me on a little. Don’t worry, you’ll have plenty of time to feel them later.

Breathing heavy? That means stage four is starting. The nanites have assembled in your abdomen, and they’re stimulating tissue growth for your new internal organs. You can probably feel that rush of blood to your genitals, as the nanites do their most intricate work. They’re repurposing that external tissue, compressing and multiplying those nerve endings. It’s numb now, but when they’re done you’ll be in the top percentile of human erogenous sensitivity, another little perk for our patients.

When I turn off the light, the nanites will go dormant. You’ll shed them in the next few weeks, and—well, we’ll cover that in orientation tomorrow. For the rest of tonight, I think I’ll leave you alone to get in touch with your new feelings.

Commentary: I haven't done a word count, but I think this is my longest one to date. It's also one of the few where I put the reader in the transformee's shoes. Hope you enjoyed it, and let me know if the nanites got their signal.

Wednesday, April 3, 2019

More Wishes


Image Description: A woman with long, dark brown hair stands in a room full of clay vases and jars, stacked up high, leaning on one stack and holding a clay jar in one hand. She is topless, with a white pendant necklace and a beige wrap skirt around her bottom half.

Caption: In hindsight, it was a classic blunder.

We all know the story: magic urn, genie, three wishes. So of course I wished for a beautiful woman who’d never leave, and of course the genie changed me.

But I wasn’t about to waste wishes trying to get back to normal, not when the genie was so clear about wishing for more wishes.

So my second wish was for knowledge and intellect, enough to outsmart even the cleverest genie.

That made my last wish simple. Maybe I couldn’t wish for more wishes, but I could wish for more magic urns.

Now, where to begin?