Summer Mother

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Summer was my favorite season. There wasn’t any school. I could go out with friends without having to worry about a curfew. The only downside was that my twin brother never left the house. He was very shy and introverted, the exact opposite of me. 

My brother had recently come home from college. Me and my mother helped him get situated back in his room. Hours later, my mother had to leave since she was going on vacation for a week. I drove her to the airport, we gave each other a warm hug before she left, disappearing into the sea of people inside the airport.

The next day, my mother texted me and asked me to run a few errands. I asked my brother to go with me but I never got a respond. Great, I thought to myself. Another day where he does nothing all day. As I was shopping around, I saw a strange medallion sitting in one of the aisles. It seemed to call to me, so I picked it up and put it in my cart. After paying for everything, I went home and told my brother to help.

After putting everything away, my twin brother smacked my butt. I couldn’t believe it. I looked back and he was laughing! The fucker had gone way too far. “That’s it!” I yelled. “What are you gonna do about it?” he responded. “I wish mom was here so I wouldn’t have to deal with your bullshit,” I screamed out load. 

I didn’t realize I still had that strange medallion in my hand as there was a weird burning sensation. The medallion fell out of my hand and broke immediately as it hit the floor. I leaned down to pick it up, and when I got back up I didn’t see my twin brother anymore. Instead I saw...my mother.

“What’s wrong, sweetie? You look like you’ve seen a ghost,” she said. I was frozen in shock. Somehow this medallion had turned my annoying twin brother into my mother. “Sweetie, I’m your mother. You can talk to me.” Oh god, I thought to myself. He thinks he’s mom. “Nothing, mom. I’m fine,” I lied. She seemed to buy it, she hugged me and kissed my forehead. It was the exact same as when my real mom did it. The warm, loving embrace was a perfect copy. She then walked away to her room, leaving me dumbfounded in the kitchen.

 I held the medallion in my hands and closed my eyes. “I wish my brother was back.” I didn’t feel any burning sensations but I had to check. I ran to my mothers room and peeped in the slightly open door. Instead of seeing my brother, my mother was taking off her dress and heels and putting on a bathrobe. I wanted to puke but I kept myself silent. My brother turned mother was naked! I ran to my room and buried my face in my pillow, hoping to forget the scenario that just happened.

Moments later, I heard a knock on the door. She walked in. “You okay, sweetie?” she asked, her voice gentle and soft. “I’m fine, mom,” I lowly replied. “Okay, hun. I’m going to take a bath if you need me. I love you,” she said. “Love you too mom,” I naturally replied. She closed the door and walked to the bathroom.

I was about to fall asleep until I heard soft moans coming from the bathroom. I covered my ears with a pillow as they became louder. My “mother” was masturbating in our own bathtub. What the hell did this medallion do to my brother?!

Miraculously, I managed to fall asleep after hearing that masturbation session. The next few days were surprisingly normal. Instead of my annoying, introverted brother, my beautiful, smart mother was there for me. I seemed to forget that my brother even existed until I got a call from my mother. My real mother.

“Hey sweetie! I’m at the airport. I’m on my way home,” she said. How was she going to react when she sees her...self? I got dressed and my twin mother did as well. As my mother arrived home, she opened the door and saw her twin standing outside. 

“Sweetie, who is this?” they asked in unison. It was actually kind of funny until they started arguing. I took her bags and put them in her room. When I got downstairs, I saw them staring into each other’s eyes. I couldn’t tell them apart. At this point, my brother was completely gone and only my mother remained. Then, they leaned in closer and their lips finally met. I didn’t know why but my heart melted as my twin mother’s kissed. Ever since dad died, my mother hasn’t dated anyone. Maybe this was a blessing after all.

Hours later, I heard loud moans and kissing coming from my mother’s bedroom. They were having sex. I couldn’t help myself. My hand snaked it’s way down to my pussy and began masturbating. The sounds of moans and kisses echoed through the walls of the house. 

We all orgasmed in unison. I fell asleep that night dreaming about what my mothers did. How they made love that night. If they’d allow me to join in with them.

The rest of the summer was great. My mothers were always there for me. They were loving, supportive, and kind. Unfortunately, the summer couldn’t last long and I had to go back to college. I called them every day telling them how much I missed them. I hope they come visit soon. I think my friends would love to see my twin moms.

The Curse

This curse hit me like a freight train. Let me explain. As a teenager, I went to a circus with some friends of mine. We had a fun time, laughing inside the big top and seeing all the freaks at the freak show. Before we left, I saw a strange woman. She was seemingly staring into my soul. I felt like a man possessed as I walked towards her and into her tent. 

Her tent was small but filled with exotic items. “Take a seat,” she said. I immediately did as I was told, sitting in the chair before me. “I know what you need.” I gave her a confused look but she just smirked, as if she knew that I was going to do that. “Boys like you need a new perspective. How to properly treat women. You have a girlfriend, no?” she asked. I nodded. Tina was my girlfriend for a few years at that point. 

“Then you will get to know your feminine side more.” She snapped her fingers and I blacked out. When I woke up, I was back in my room. My mother called me down and everything was normal. I went on with my life until that first night. The night of the full moon. I thought I was sick. My body temperature rose and I felt my insides seemingly rearranging. 

I tore my clothes off, leaving me naked yet still hot. My skin becoming softer and lighter. Long, flowing brown hair flowed from my scalp until it covered my growing pectorals as they became breasts. I became slightly shorter and slightly skinnier. My penis and testicles retracted into my body, leaving a cute clit and vagina in its place. My moans and groans became feminine as my Adam’s Apple melted away. I fell to the floor as my transformation finished. I saw my new form in the mirror and screamed. My mother walked in and saw my naked female form. 

It took a long time to convince her that this naked girl was in fact her son. After stealing some of my sister’s clothes, thank god they fit, I made my way to the circus, hoping to find that woman who did this to me. To my surprise, the circus was gone and so was the woman. I went home disheveled, I turned back the next morning, I went to school and time marched on.

It’s been a couple years since that first night that I had transformed. I graduated high school and moved out of my parent’s house. If only I had known that this would be a blessing and a curse. I moved in with my best friend, who didn’t know about my curse. One night, my roommate was out working when I transformed. I was thinking about Tina, who had moved away for college. We broke up but agreed to stay friends. I was horny and she was the only thing on my mind. My hand snaked it’s way down to my wet pussy and began rubbing. The feeling was still intense, even after doing it multiple times to keep my female self subdued.

I started with slow, sensual rubs until I began going faster, furiously rubbing my clit. My small moans turned into loud, thunderous orgasms that could shake the entire world. It became so loud and intense that I failed to hear the door open. “What the fuck?!” I heard a voice scream. I looked over and I saw my roommate standing in the doorway. We stared into each other’s eyes and I just couldn’t take it anymore. I’ve never had a dick inside me but I knew I had to have his. I got up from my bed, walked up to him and kissed him passionately on the lips. I had to stand on my tip toes since he towered me in my current form. 

He returned the kiss and began removing his clothes. Once we were both naked, I jumped up and he caught my legs. I wrapped my arms around him as he moved to the bed. He gently placed me on the bed, attacking me with more kisses as he slowly inserted his hard cock into me. 

The feeling of his cock inside me was indescribable. It was infinitely better than just my fingers. I fell for him immediately. We danced as we made love, our bodies moving as one, as if we were made for each other. Our moans harmonized and I couldn’t get enough of him. I stared at him the entire time, occasionally jumping up and kissing him.

We made love for hours, I must’ve lost count of how many orgasms I had. I flexed my vaginal muscles, trapping him inside and preparing to milk him. “I love you,” I said in between moans. “Fuck. I love you too,” my roommate replied. We kissed once more as he began thrusting faster. I moaned into his mouth and wrapped my legs around his waist. 

“I’m gonna cum, baby,” he whispered. “Cum inside me. I wanna feel your baby batter in my pussy,” I screamed. With one final thrust, he came inside my unprotected pussy, sealing my fate and making me a woman forever. 

We shared one last kiss before falling asleep in each other’s arms. The morning came and I was still a woman. Oh god...what happened last night? I thought to myself. My roommate finally woke up next to me and kissed my cheek. “Morning, baby. Have you seen my roommate anywhere?” He must’ve thought I was my own girlfriend! “Actually...I’m your roommate,” I said nervously. He laughed it off until I told him something only he and I knew. Having to explain that I was a werewoman, as I found out the proper name for my curse, and that I’m permanently a woman now wasn’t fun. 

He was surprisingly understanding and promised to be there for our baby which was now in my womb. I had to replace my entire wardrobe and explain to my family that their son is now their daughter permanently, but he was there every step of the way. We began dating a month after and I moved into his room. I got a job so we could get enough money to buy a house. 

Many months later and now we are officially boyfriend and girlfriend. He loves me and my baby bump, which weighs a ton but I wouldn’t change it for anything. 

I’m officially on maternity leave so now I walk around the house taking selfies of me and my baby bump and send them to my boyfriend. We recently found out that we’re having a baby boy. I can’t wait for our son to come into the world. I just know he’s going to be as amazing and as handsome as his father. 

I wonder where that woman is now. Hopefully she’s happy knowing that she gave me the perfect life. If only she could see me now.

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When the woman gave Daniel the curse of the werewoman, she didn’t expect herself to be tied to him. She passed away at the same time that Daniel became a woman permanently. But she wouldn’t be gone forever. See, 9 months after that fateful night she would be reborn. He would be reborn as Danielle and her boyfriend’s son. 

Danielle patted her large belly as her boyfriend came home. They shared a kiss before he kneeled in front of her and pulled out a tiny box. Of course, she said yes, and soon they would be back in their bed. Their son was to have a new sibling soon. 

Arguements Lead To Confessions Pt. 3

 I woke my wife that morning. She gasped as she took in my nude, still female form. I told her about how I accidentally took an X-Change Plus Pill before we had sex. I omitted the part where I'm possibly pregnant due to her cumming inside me. 

"Honey, you know I'm straight. But I still love you and I'm willing to try something with you," she said as she got out of bed. I leaned in and we kissed. Instead of the usual sparks I felt whenever we kissed, I felt...nothing. I decided to ignore it as she took my hand and we walked to the living room. 

She threw me down onto the couch and did something I never expected from a straight woman. She furiously rubbed my pussy while she ate out my ass. I knew she experimented in college, but this was something different. Just like yesterday, my lingering thoughts went back to man I was in love with. Would he do the same thing? Would he be rough or gentle? That's when I realised something. I was a woman. A straight woman. Moments later, I screamed his name as I came. My wife definitely noticed this time as she stopped and stood up. 

"You really love him, don't you?" she asked. My face flushed with embarrassment as I nodded. She kissed my forehead and said, "Well, who am I to stand in the way of true love?" I was relieved. She originally hated X-Change, but now that she's used it and her husband is permanently a woman because of it, she's seemingly changed her mind. "Now take a shower, little lady. You reek of sex," she said, smiling as she pointed me to her bathroom. 

As I showered, removing the stench of sex from my form, my curiosity got the best of me. Now that I was permanently a woman, I guessed that I had to become more familiar with what I had. My hand moved down to my new pussy and started slowly rubbing it. The intimate touch of a hand was different compared to a tongue or a cock. The feeling was absolutely incredible. It became so intense that I ended up dropping to my knees. I was sure that my wife heard it because the next thing I knew she was in the bathroom as well.  

She smiled as she saw me. "You gonna be done soon? Or are you just gonna keep racking up my water bill?" she joked. I stood up and cleaned myself before turning off the shower head. 

I walked into the bedroom wearing only a towel. My wife then found me and grabbed my arm. She sat me down on the bed and started digging through her closet. "We're not done yet, little lady. I have so much planned for today," she said, finding a dress. 

This was gonna be fun.

Just Like Starting Over

Originally posted on opentgc.com


My life sucked. For the past couple years, I had no luck. All my friends had either moved away or completely forgot about me. I was fired from my job, leaving me flat broke. The only luck I had was having a girlfriend, even if our relationship had been on the fence for a while.

I just wanted to get away from it all, and start a new life somewhere. My wish was granted, even if I didn't know what the results would be.

One night I just wanted to relax, so I decided to take a bath. My girlfriend had recently bought a bath bomb, and she wanted me to try it out. I reluctantly took the bath bomb and brought it to the bathroom.

I dropped the bath bomb into the bathtub, the water becoming enveloped in pink fuzz. I slowly dropped myself in and let the water wash over me. Instantly, I became relaxed.

I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling of the water and oils on my skin. The water and oils must've done something to me because I didn't realize that my body was actually changing.

My skin was becoming smooth and soft. The fat on my chest melted away, and my pecs became big boobs. My penis and testicles retracted into my body, replaced by a pretty little pussy. My hair became longer, and my lips became fuller. Makeup was attached to my face, and my transformation was complete.

I became a woman! Not just any woman, the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. My hand instinctively worked its way down to my new pussy and started rubbing. I had never felt so good in my life. My hand started to move faster, causing me to let out a highly feminine moan.

I only stopped when my girlfriend walked in on me jilling off in my new body. "I knew you wouldn't be able to keep your hands off of your body," she said. "Enjoy being a woman you fucking slut. We're over!"

And with that, she was gone. I continued jilling off until I made myself cum. It felt amazing. I finally felt lucky, and I felt complete. Now all I needed was a cock to fuck my pussy.