Part One Trust me when I tell you I don't normally check the wedding announcements. I hate weddings. Ever since I was a page boy at my aunt's wedding, when my mother made me wear a pale blue tuxedo. I was six, for God's sake. She said I looked so cute. Aunts and Uncles oohed and aahed at me as I walked down the aisle with the rings on a little satin pillow...
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There is an old saying that any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic, and the gender transformation machines are a fine example of this. When scientists announced that a new device could change every aspect of a person's gender, including the DNA of every cell, in only 15 minutes, it created an incredible stir. In fact, there was...
Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and fantasy. It is not intended to represent any existing situation or person. You shouldn't be reading this if you're under 18. Introduction: This is the fourth and last installment of a story about a loving couple and how they filled their individual sexual needs. I woke the next morning and saw her sleeping be...
With Jim out of town and Dave and Stacy busy with other friends Christy didn't have anything planned for the weekend she decided to spend the day tending to the yard. Since she would be in the yard all day she wasn't too concerned about getting all made up. After showering and grabbing a jog bra, an old tee shirt, and a pair of jogging shorts she got dressed...
When I woke the next day, Saturday – late as it was due to the long evening earlier – I started playing everything over in my mind again and kept coming up with the same result – there was nothing that suggested to me that Ida would not welcome Georgia into this relationship – she never once turned me off, nor seemed turned off by how I was dressed. She didn...
Jenny was more than a little nervous as she watched the taxi pull away -- terrified was more like it. The bus trip had been scary enough. Never having ventured beyond her front door dressed en femme, she had ridden a bus 700 miles to a strange city, looking like a low-classed slut. Here she was, at last, on the doorstep of a man she had never met in person b...
It wasn't much of an auspicious beginning. The very first two words I said to Natalie were simply 'Good afternoon', and my first action was to lay my small mesh basket in front of her and smile. "Good afternoon" she'd replied, and reached to take my small bunch of bananas from the basket, ring up '65p' on her till, and put them into a small bag. But it wa...
Shane stuck out an enormous hand and I instinctively shook it, hoping for the first time in my life that my handshake would be a little limp. 'G'day girls. What a coincidence,' he said. 'I thought it was you on the dock but I couldn't be sure. I know you said you were leaving today, but who would have guessed we would be on the same ferry. I didn't know mys...
Author's note: I am shamelessly appropriating Razmagurk's concept in the "Girlfriend With Testing Device" series. The testing device itself, specifically. As well as the lack of awareness of the swap if the character isn't touching the device. It's one of the hottest ideas and implementations I've ever read. So I just thought about what it would be like if I...