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.

Stepford Witches

Dimetria was working on cleaning the kitchen before her husband came home when she received a call from her sister, Ophelia. They had known each other ever since they were young. They were sisters but not by blood. They were both practicing witches, the coven they belonged to was the biggest one in their town. They loved each other but they were forced to get married to men and be loving housewives.

“Ophelia, my love. What are you doing today?” Dimetria asked.  “Can you come over? I’m working on a new potion and I need some help,” Ophelia asked. “I’m on my way, beautiful,” Dimetria responded before hanging up. Right as she was about to leave, her husband Jacob came home. They had a quick conversation and shared a kiss before she finally left. She wiped away the kiss from her lips and walked to her car.

A few minutes later and Dimetria finally arrived at her sister’s house. They shared a quick hug and a kiss before entering her house. “So what are you working on?” she asked. “It’s a gender swap potion. I can’t seem to get the age right though,” Ophelia responded. They quickly got to work finishing up the potion. A few hairs here, a hormone there.

About an hour later, the housewives had finished the potion. “I think we should test it,” Ophelia said, handing the potion to Dimetria. “I’m only doing this because I love you,” Dimetria responded, sighing. She took a deep breath before downing the potion. 

Instantly, she felt a pit in her stomach. She ran to the bathroom, Ophelia quickly following behind her. She could feel the age melting off of her as she became younger. Her long hair receded back into her scalp. Her breasts deflated and became pecs. She gained height and lost weight, towering over Ophelia. A penis and testicles formed and protruded from her groin. A lump formed in her throat as an Adam’s Apple was created, giving her a deep voice. Finally, a new name came in her mind. Instead of being the doting housewife Dimetria, he was now the sexy playboy Dimitri.

“Oh my god! Are you okay?” Ophelia asked. “I’m perfect, darling,” Dimitri replied as he looked into the housewife’s eyes. Ophelia was wet immediately as she scanned Dimitri’s body and then looking down to see his mighty member. 

Dimitri smirked as he saw the older woman staring at him. She knew he was sexy and he didn’t mind one bit. She kneeled in front of him and examined his cock. Her warm hand on his hard meat could’ve made him cum immediately, but he only let out a soft moan. Ophelia’s hormones were driving her crazy. She wanted to feel this man’s cock in all of her holes. But first she needed to get him excited.

She began kissing the man’s shaft before turning to licking. She stared at him the entire time before eventually taking him into her mouth. She passionately licked and sucked Dimitri’s cock, and he was clearly loving it. 

A few minutes later and Ophelia’s jaw began to hurt. She hadn’t given her husband a blowjob in years and she was no longer experienced. She gagged and choked on Dimitri’s cock and he noticed.

He removed his cock from the housewife’s mouth and managed to pick her up. They passionately kissed as Dimitri carried her and moved back to the living room. “I want to ride you,” Ophelia whispered in his ear before kissing him. “Let’s do it, dear,” Dimitri responded, returning the kiss. Dimitri moved to the couch and gently laid down. Ophelia kissed her way down his body until she finally found his crotch. She grabbed his cock and inserted it into her awaiting slit. 

Ophelia let out a loud moan as she clamped down onto the playboy’s member. She hadn’t felt this way in years. This potion worked perfectly! She loved Demitria but Dimitri knew how to fuck. He was a sexual god and Ophelia was lucky to have his member inside her.

They made love for hours, taking turns riding each other and fucking in different positions. “I’m going to cum darling,” Dimitri groaned. “Cum inside me. Knock me up baby,” Ophelia said, leaning down and kissing him. Without warning, Dimitri finally came inside Ophelia’s unprotected womb. They shared a few more kisses until his cock finally slipped out and they began bathing in the afterglow. 

As they were coming down from their high of an orgasm, Dimitri felt a pit in his stomach. Only a few moments later and Demitria was back. “What did I miss?” she asked. The housewive’s giggled and shared a kiss. “I love you,” Ophelia said. “I love you too,” Demitria responded. “You should probably go soon. My husband’s gonna be home in a few,” Ophelia said, disheveled. Demitria put on her clothes and blew one more kiss before leaving. A memory of being a male named Dimitri and making love to Ophelia replayed in her head. She loved her sister and wanted to do it again. If only their husbands weren’t in the way.

They continued seeing each other, working on new potions and transforming into Dimitri. A few weeks later, they confessed that they were in love. They never truly loved their husbands, they only married them because they were supposed to. When Ophelia and Dimetria kissed and made love, it was real. Passionate. Loving. 

One day, Demitria knocked on Ophelia’s door. “Hey-“ was all that came out before she was interrupted by a passionate kiss. Sparks flew around them as they both melted into the kiss. “I love you,” they said in unison. They giggled before kissing again.

After that kiss, they worked on creating a new potion. It would keep the best parts of Demitria and Dimitri. Essentially, giving Demitria a cock. A few hours passed and Demitria didn’t have to think twice before downing the newly created liquid. A few moments passed and a large bulge was visible in her pants. She pulled down her pants and panties to reveal a huge cock, it was just as beautiful as the rest of Demitria.

They made love all night long. They didn’t even care as Ophelia’s husband found them in the living room. They walked out together, laughing and kissing each other. 

They later divorced their husbands and got an apartment together in the city. They were so happy to leave their old lives behind, they were so happy just to be together. They both got jobs doing what they love and came home to make love.

A month had passed and Ophelia had felt a little sick. She drove to the local drug store to pick up medicine, and also picked up a pregnancy test before leaving. After getting home, she went to the bathroom to figure out if it was happening. Demitria was just about to leave for work until Ophelia glomped her and attacked her with kisses. “What’s up with you, babe?” Demitria asked. She handed her girlfriend the pregnancy test. Her jaw dropped as she saw the results. Positive. 

They shared a passionate kiss before they both cleaned up and left for work. They couldn’t wait to be mothers and as Ophelia’s baby bump grew, they were only falling more and more in love.

Witch For A Roommate

 Hi all! This is something new I wanted to try. This will be simultaneously released on this and OpenTGC. Happy reading!

You’ve probably heard about people having wizards as roommates, but let me make this clear. Do NOT get a wizard for a roommate! Let’s take a look at my roommate. Her name is Jenny and she’s a practicing witch. 

She’s beautiful but there’s a couple problems, as previously mentioned she’s a practicing witch, and she’s a lesbian. Normally I wouldn’t have a problem with that, but it’s been a long time since I’ve had a girlfriend. Hearing her have fun with her girlfriend in the room next to mine keeps reminding of how lonely I really was. 

Anyway, I want to emphasize the “practicing” in practicing witch. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve come home to see that our furniture had been turned into animals or how many times I’d been turned into something by her just to see if a spell was real or not. Don’t even get me started on the stench from her potions!

One day, I came home and saw Jenny and her girlfriend. She was a nice girl and so in love with Jenny.  I quickly went to my room to take a nap. When I woke up, I felt different, and a man had his dick out right in front of my face! Instead of wiping it away and getting out of bed, I felt a strong urge to suck it, to worship it. 

As I worshipped this man’s mighty member, I heard a giggle come from him. That’s when I realized that this man was actually Jenny. “Fuck,” I thought to myself. “She must’ve turned me into a girl again.” When she was feeling sad or lonely, sometimes she would turn me into a girl and we would have sex, other times she would turn into a man and me into a girl. 

I couldn’t stop, I was a man (or woman) possessed. I had to keep sucking Jenny’s cock. I bobbed my head back and forth and placed a hand on his warm cock, eliciting a small moan. While I was sucking his cock, he leaned over slightly and began playing with my breasts, eliciting a small moan from me that sent shivers down his spine. 

“Is she ready?” a male voice asked, I deduced that it must’ve been Jenny’s girlfriend. “I think she is,” Jenny said, picking me up while I was still sucking his cock. He carried me to the living room and another pair of hands maneuvered me in between them. Suddenly, I felt a new cock enter my oozing, ready to be fucked pussy. 

The amount of pleasure that I felt was indescribable. The feeling of two cocks in your holes was infinitely better than just one. Jenny rubbed my pussy as his now male girlfriend held me in place and fucked me raw. I held on to Jenny’s legs as I furiously rubbed his cock while it was still in my mouth, attempting to milk his mighty seed from his grapefruit sized testicles. 

It wasn’t long before we all climaxed simultaneously. Jenny came in my mouth while his girlfriend came in my unprotected pussy. As we bathed in the afterglow, they placed me down on to the couch. “What the fuck did you do? Why did you cum inside her?” Jenny asked angrily. “Sorry babe. I thought it was fine,” his girlfriend replied, cowering in fear. “You idiot! Now he’s stuck like that! He’s a fucking girl forever,” Jenny said. His girlfriend began to cry and ran off, just in time for them to transform back. Jenny kneeled and held me in her arms. I was still in shock. I wasn’t getting my body back! What was I gonna tell my boss? 

Her girlfriend came back and kneeled next to her. “Baby please. I am so sorry, I didn’t know this was gonna happen,” she said, tears still in her eyes. “Get out,” Jenny replied coldly. Just before she got up and left, I turned and said “wait.” They both looked at me confusedly. I smiled before standing up, Jenny soon followed. 

I suddenly had an epiphany. This was what I wanted. I told them about how I was so lonely and how I didn’t have a girlfriend. Whenever I heard them having sex, I was jealous. I wanted to be there with them, but as a woman. When Jenny had turned me into a girl before, it felt right. I began to sob as I realized that I was meant to be a woman all along. 

They held me in their arms and kissed me on my cheeks. Their warmth reassured me that everything was going to be okay. “How about another round? This time, us girls can have fun together,” Jenny asked. I smirked and attacked her with a kiss. They sure know how to make a girl scream. 

It’s been a couple months since that fateful night. Jenny’s girlfriend eventually moved in with us, and we are officially a thrupple. My belly has significantly swollen, but they love the new me. They can’t wait to be mothers. I just hope that we don’t tell the baby that it’s mother is technically it’s father, and that it’s father is technically it’s mother. 

In conclusion, don’t get yourself a witch for a roommate, unless you want to end up like me, with two loving girlfriends and a baby on the way. Actually, you may want a witch for a roommate after all. You never know how they’ll change your life for the better.

We Met At A Bar

Originally posted on opentgc.com

We met at a bar.
You sat next to me and we got to know each other.

You were smart, funny and really cute.
We went back to your place and we started making out.
I wanted to show you something that I could do.
I told you that I was a witch, and you wanted me to prove it.
So I turned you into a woman.
Once you saw me, you couldn't keep your hands off me.

I thought you would beg for me to change you back after we had sex, but we cuddled and fell asleep in each other's arms.
That's when I fell in love with you.

We then started dating, and a year later I asked you to marry me.
And now we are here, in front of all our friends and family, about to be married.
I love you so much, and I would be so lucky to call you my wife.

Do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?

I do.

 Then by the power invested in me, I now pronounce you woman and wife. You may now kiss your bride.