A Perfect Fit

"Jack! Stop it, I told you, Ms Beringer can see us!" Marie giggled, playfully slapping her boyfriends adventurous hands. The two curled up on Marie's parent's porch, the house theirs for the Summer. "Make me" Jack whispered into the soft mess of Marie's hair, lit up by the evening's Sun. She surrendered to his neck-kisses, falling back further onto the swing seat with Jack. She probably wasn't watching, and besides why would she? She probably had something better to do. However, Esmerelda was watching and she was making sure nothing else would interupt her plans and their importance to her.

"Young love....So adorable. And naive" Ms. Beringer spied through the long silken Summer drapes. A wrinkled finger peeled back the curtain, as she relished in her own guilty voyeurism. Marie's soft, young unblemished skin almost sparkling as the shade from the trees danced across the lovebirds.

Esmerelda Beringer was the new resident of the street, a seemingly lovely quiet and reclusive old lady. Marie had only ever seen her twice since her moving in and her parents only a few more. She seemed harmless enough, despite the joke rumours that she was a black widow seductress who lured young couples only to take their money, seeing how she loved to dress in latex. Yet, there was a strange phenomenon where some of the residents would go missing. Even her dear old husband Nicholas went missing. He was pronounced dead when police couldn't find his body. Yet, people swore that they saw him walking around the summer homes.

Marie and Jack retired to their room as nightfall came. She could’ve sworn she heard footsteps but decided not to investigate. Jack quickly fell asleep and Marie soon followed. The door swung open, a shadowy figure in between. The figure walked inside and grabbed Marie, placing a hand on her mouth to silence her. She was dragged out of the bedroom into a dark room. The light was turned on, Marie’s eyes went wide as she saw Esmeralda in the mirror. 

“Ms. Beringer! Why are you doing this?” Marie asked, her hand still muffled by Esmeralda’s hand. “I apologize, dear. But I’m old. I need a new young host, and you’re the perfect body for me,” Esmeralda replied, grinning and picking up a mysterious looking gun. She aimed the gun at Marie’s head. Suddenly, the light went off and the sounds of struggling were heard. When the light turned back on, Marie held the gun in her hands and Esmeralda was nowhere to be seen. Her eyes went wide as she looked down and saw what looked like Esmeralda in a pile on the floor. The gun had deflated her and had turned her into a skin suit. 

Jack had finally woken up and was walking downstairs. Marie had to do something. In the heat of the moment, she grabbed the skin and put it on. She moaned as the suit surrounded her and filled her with memories and new emotions. Finding the gun, using it on Nicholas, using it on multiple people. Marie was no more. Marietta was born. She had the experience of Marie with the bitchiness of Esmeralda.

Jack slowly made his way into the room and saw Marietta posing in her newfound body. “Esmeralda? Where’s Marie?” he asked. “Don’t worry about her, dear. Marie is safe. But as for you, this won’t do,” Marietta grinned.

She snapped her fingers and Jack immediately began changing. His body became feminine. His skin became darker yet fairer. Highlighted hair grew from his scalp. His voice became softer and higher. Large breasts protruded from his chest. His penis and testicles receded into his body, leaving a cute vagina and clit in its place. His clothes changed until he was only wearing panties. Finally, his memories changed as he only remembered being Marietta’s beautiful granddaughter Jackie. 

“Isn’t that better?” Marietta asked. “What are you talking about grandma?” Jackie responded. “Nothing dear. Come on. Let’s go home,” Marietta said, placing an arm on her granddaughter’s back.

Life went on after that. There were some questions about Marie and Jack but Marietta didn’t know what they were talking about. Marietta eventually discarded the gun as she didn’t need it anymore. Jackie loved her life with her grandmother. She knew that she wanted to be like her when she got older. Jackie’s boyfriend moved in with her and the sounds of sex could be heard every night. 

Marietta hoped that a handsome man would come over soon. She’d be waiting for him with her sexiest latex outfit.

A Case Like No Other

I was working on a case when I got assigned a new partner. Her name was Amy, and she was beautiful. Her bright smile always lit up whatever room she was in. She was short as well, all of the guys in my precinct could easily tower over her. She usually just laughed it off and went back to her desk.

It was a missing persons case, my best friend and former partner Jack had been MIA for a few weeks. We had been best friends since we met in the academy, and partners for the last five. I pulled out his missing persons file, and looked it over. He was blonde, tall and handsome. He could've been a football star if he wanted, his strength and speed were always used to great effect in chasing criminals.

He went missing a few weeks ago and we hadn’t heard from his since. He was working on a case, a mad scientist who would kidnap people and mutilate them, really awful stuff. I assumed the same thing happened to him when the file dropped on my desk one morning.

The file hit my desk, and I had to rescue my coffee from almost spilling as Amy leaned against my desk. "Looks like we got a break on the scientist and your old partners case. They have a victim at the hospital and he er... she is in pretty bad shape,” she said, her voice as sweet as honey.

The drive wasn’t long but I kept shooting glances at Amy. I knew that she was new but there was something telling me that I had seen her before, as if we had known each other for way longer. She smiled and giggled as our eyes met, quickly taking a sip of her coffee afterwards. I caught the smell, French Vanilla with extra cream and sugar. That was how Jack liked it, I remember telling him that all those sugars couldn’t be great for his heart. He laughed it off and told me that he needed the energy. “These criminals won’t catch themselves after all,” he used to say. Must’ve been popular where she came from.

A few moments later and we finally arrived at the hospital. A nurse showed up and showed us the way to where the victim was. She was screaming and clawing at the doctors and nurses to be released. “Where’s master?! I need my master!” she screamed at the top of her lungs. I ended up cuffing her to the hospital bed after she attacked me, Amy pulled her off of me and their eyes met. They stared at each other for a while, expressionless. Motionless. I grabbed the girl and put her back on the bed. She was calm now, she ended up answering Amy’s questions over mine. I just assumed that she was more confident with a female officer over a male one.

After extracting some information, we went back to the precinct. The rest of the day was pretty normal, minus the glances that Amy and I were constantly passing and glancing at each other. I couldn’t stop thinking about her that night, she was gorgeous. Funny. Smart. Perfect. I fell asleep dreaming about her, it was a truly pleasant night.

As the next week went by, I tried looking for some more leads. There were some more victims who Amy and I saw and we got to know each other a little bit more. We even planned a little date during our lunch break. 

Amy turned out to be a very good replacement for Jack, we seemed to get into a grove with our cases and worked well together. All in all if I had to get a new partner, I was glad that Amy got dropped in my lap. It didn’t hurt that she liked the same crappy deli Jack introuduced me to for our lunches. I didn’t expect a woman like her to enjoy that kind of thing.

The day after, there was a note that came into my desk. It was unmarked in an all white envelope but I opened it nonetheless. “Hello detective,” the note began. “This is the scientist. Well…my words at least. Congratulations on all your hard work. You’ve done a great job at finding your friend. If you want to find me, come to the old warehouse on Southside. See you soon detective.”

I shot up from my desk and gathered everyone I could. Today was the day we finally got that son of a bitch. Cars and vans raced past with their sirens blaring so people could get out of the way. Soon enough, everyone arrived at the warehouse. The SWAT team were the first ones to leave their van. There was loud commotion and dogs barking.

There were commands thrown left and right. Amy and I went by ourselves as everyone else split up. The interior of the warehouse was dark and dingy, we could only see because of our flashlights. After a few minutes of searching, we found it. A dark room with surgical tools in piles on tables. There were also pictures with that bastard’s victims, one caught my eye. It was Jack. He was barely recognizable, his face was mutilated almost beyond recognition with surgical lines on his face. What did that bastard do to him?!

There was one problem however. The scientist wasn’t there. The entire warehouse was empty. It was a dead end, the only good thing was that we found evidence and pictures. We had one end but not the other, he still had to be found.

We drove back to the precinct in shame, Amy held my hand as we drove back. It felt nice as her soft hand gave warmth. “I’m sorry Jake,” she said. “How about I make it up to you. Dinner at my place after our shift ends?” I nodded and went back to focusing on the road. 

A few hours later and our shifts had finally ended. We all went home and Amy gave me her number and her address. Weird. I already seemed to have it. Where did I know her from? 

I finally arrived at the address an hour later. It was a small apartment building, seemingly made for small families or single people. I went up to her door and knocked.

Our eyes met after she opened the door. “Oh. Hey Jake. Didn’t expect you so soon,” she giggled and waved for me to come in. I moved to the couch and we made some small talk before she came back in the living room. She just stood there silently and ominously. I stood up and tried to move to her and then…nothing. It was dark. I must’ve been knocked out. But by who?

When I finally came to, I was strapped to a surgical table. It was completely dark still. Then, I felt a hand on my face. It was soft, it had to be Amy. She must’ve been there to rescue me! “I’m so sorry…Jackie,” she whispered into my ear. Jackie? Who the hell was Jackie? Suddenly, the lights turned on. I looked down and saw long brown hair on my sides. I had boobs. Actual boobs! What happened to me?

“She’s finally awake,” I heard a voice say. There were slow claps and then…him. That bastard scientist. He added a picture to a clothesline, I assumed it was of me but I couldn’t make it out. He pulled a sock out of my mouth and I could finally speak again. “What the fuck did you do to me?” I spat at him. I couldn’t identify my own voice. It was high and feminine, a huge difference between my original low voice.

“You just don’t understand, do you? The same thing I did to your friend here, I did to you. You’re my perfect specimen,” he said, walking up to me and placing his hands on my face. I spat on him, he just chuckled and slapped my face. I couldn’t handle the pain. I could before but now that this happened, the softness of my skin couldn’t absorb it properly.

“Amy? What did he do to you?” I asked, looking at her as she stood silently. She looked like she was about to speak but the scientist stopped her. “Your simple mind can’t handle my genius. Amy wasn’t always Amy. Think back to when you first met her. Think about your friend. Let me spell it out for you.” He then leaned down and held my face in his hands. “Jack and Amy are one and the same.”

I couldn’t believe it. They were the same person! That son of a bitch did this to him! “I’ll kill you,” I said angrily. “I bet you would. Too bad you’re tied down and about to die, detective,” he grinned and turned over to Jack…Amy…whoever they were! 

He pulled out a handgun, an average looking that you would find in any armory, and handed it to Amy. “Kill her,” he commanded. She pointed the gun at me, I closed my eyes and accepted my fate. “I love you Amy,” were my last words. At least, I thought they would be. I heard a gunshot but didn’t feel any pain. I slowly opened my eyes to see Amy holding the gun with smoke coming out of the barrel. She had definitely fired it. I couldn’t see the scientist anywhere, after she had freed me from my shackles I then saw him lifeless on the ground with a bullet hole in his forehead. She had killed him.

She turned to me and broke down with tears in her eyes. I held her tightly as she cried in my arms. We heard sirens as we held each other, tears falling from both of our eyes now. The rest of our team finally found us and held us as they brought us back into the world and into the back of the cop car. 

We were brought back to the precinct and given new clothes. This was my body now, I had to wear something that fit it. I looked pretty cute in it, well that’s what Amy thought. I kissed her forehead and kept her warm until we were finally allowed to go home. She agreed to let me stay at her place for the night and I couldn’t have been happier. 

We started dating soon after. The missing persons case was finally solved and I got a girlfriend out of it. She really is amazing. I knew she was originally my best friend which made it better for me. That meant that I knew her inside and out. She really is the love of my life.

I’m going to propose soon. As soon as my next paycheck comes in, I’m picking out a ring for her. Amy had some everything she could for me and now it was time to return the favor. Sure, getting new records and proper identification was exhausting but she helped me through all of it and kept me safe. 

I just know she’s going to say yes. She talks about when we get married and who’s going to propose first. I spotted her at a jewelry store recently but I wanted to get a ring for her just in case. I can’t wait to call her my wife. I’m ready to spend the rest of my life with the person I love most. 

My Dumbass Roommate

My roommate and I were bored during lockdown. While restrictions were being lifted, we still decided to isolate and not leave our apartment. One night, he wished that he could have a girl here.

Waking up the next morning was fun. Especially since I woke up in a body that wasn’t my own. I was a fucking chick! A sexy chick at that. Once my roommate saw my new body, he was head over heels in love. I told him who I actually was and he seemed to calm down. He told me that he wasn’t gay and ran off. “I’m a chick now! How the hell can it be gay?” I yelled at him as he ran. God, he was a dumbass. A cute dumbass but still a dumbass nonetheless.

Every time I saw him for the next week, he was visibly flustered. He was enamored me but he had to fight it. I decided to have some fun with him. Once he finally decided to leave for work, I got busy. I took off my clothes and looked at my new body in the mirror. Whatever happened to me made me hot! 

I positioned myself so my vagina was at the forefront in the mirror. I smiled as I snapped the first of many pictures that day. I sent it to him with the caption, “Thinking of you.” His reaction was priceless. I sent him more pictures until I ran out of space on my phone. When he came home that night, something was going on with him.

He came into my room and kissed me. I didn’t know how to feel at this point. I looked into his eyes and kissed him again. The sex that night was perfect. We made love and fell asleep in each other’s arms.

Let’s just say that I have a boyfriend now. He’s still a dumbass but he’s my dumbass. I love him and he loves me. I wouldn’t have it any other way.

The New School Slut

Originally posted on opentgc.com

Jack was in a rut. He was the smartest man in school, but he always struck out with the ladies. He was fairly attractive, with an infectious smile, a cute face and blonde hair. What he had in smarts, was the exact opposite for charm. Bullies would constantly pick on him, and girls would laugh at him when he tried to talk to them.

One day, he decided that he had had enough. If he couldn't get a girlfriend the normal way, he would get a girlfriend...with science! He had made a potion that would make him irresistable to women. The secret ingredient was female pheremones. Jack chugged the potion, and then proceeded to writhe in agony on the floor.

His body started changing. His butt became fuller and rounder, his body became more feminine, small but perky tits formed on his chest, his face became more feminine and makeup applied itself to his face. His hair became longer and changed from blonde to a dark brown. His cock was sucked back into his body and formed a cute pussy. Lastly, he could feel himself getting dumber, as his brain cells died, and her mind was replaced with feminine and slutty thoughts.

The next day at school, the boys and even some girls stared in awe at the new sexy girl walking down the halls. She exuded sex and everyone was infatuated with her. When it came to actual classes, she struggled but couldn't stop thinking about how hot the teachers were. During the final period of the day, she fired spitballs at her history teacher, Mr. Anderson. He got fed up after a while, and had her taped up on the blackboard in front of everyone.

After the school day had ended, Mr. Anderson came in to collect papers that he needed to grade and found the girl with her pants off, only her shirt, bra and tie remaining.

"Can you please help me?" The girl asked Mr. Anderson. "Why should I help you? You're the one that keeps shooting spitballs at me!" He replied. "Because I'll let you do anything you want with me," she answered. She then bit her lip and exposed her bare pussy to him.

Mr. Anderson proceeded to rub the girl's wet vagina, causing her to lightly moan. The girl's pheremones found their way to his nose, and Mr. Anderson became immediately infatuated with her. He helped her from her clutches, and kissed her in a frenzy of lust and passion. "Don't tell my wife," he joked before ripping off the girl's clothes and bending her over his desk.

Mr. Anderson placed his erect cock into the girl's tight and awaiting pussy. The girl moaned as Mr. Anderson thrusted in and out of her. "Oh my god! You're so big!" She said in between moans. She exploded in one of her many orgasms while fucking Mr. Anderson.

Moments later, the girl was riding Mr. Anderson and enjoying every moment. The feel of his cock against her clit gave her an immense amount of pleasure. Orgasm after orgasm exploded out of both of them.

Mr. Anderson could feel his orgasm build up. He slapped the girl on the ass and she jumped off and kneeled, waiting for her delicious reward. Mr. Anderson's cum crashed onto her face and into her mouth. Like a good girl, she swallowed it all. They later got dressed, and he drove her home.

"What's your name, sweetheart?" Mr. Anderson asked. "Jackie," she replied. Jackie gave Mr. Anderson a quick blowjob before she left his car.

Mr. Anderson was only her first conquest. She managed to fuck almost all of the students and staff members. Everyone called her a slut, and she loved it everytime they said it. Jack was dead and Jackie is here to stay.