My first job.

Tony had never felt so vulnerable, so small, so delicate, so out of place than he did inside this woman's body. 

Despite all his training and his preparedness for this mission, he was still not prepared for the mental and physical shock of being a woman.

The entire body was fueled by pure estrogen madness. 

He found himself so emotional that one minute he was crying, the next he was as horny as a wild beast. 

His first 24 hours inside his new body before the start of his mission were spent in tears and masturbation. 

He said goodbye to his colleagues and his body with the real woman's consciousness inside, knowing they would be watching from a distance and headed out to start his mission, the mistress of one of the most powerful gangsters in town, a man who did not like to be deceived and had a reputation for being a fierce and energetic lover.

My story.

How I became a woman, a wife & mother.

Let me start by saying I would never have chosen this path in life if it were not thrust upon me. 

I was a happy single man with a good job and plenty of years ahead of me to find a wife and start a family. 

But a cosmic event had other things in store for me. 

I woke up as a pregnant woman in an apartment I did not recognise, terrified and alone. 

Everything was alien and strange to me.

My body was not my own, and there was something inside it growing. 

I will admit I broke down and cried for a good two hours in pure terror and distress. 

Luckily for me, the woman whose body I was in shifted with somebody inside her own apartment building.

She was now a man.

She made her way back to her apartment and her body and found me in tears and distress. 

Over the next few hours, we got to know each other, and she told me what a marvellous thing was happening inside my body now.

I was too frightened to go back to my own apartment, and she was scared to let me go out in my condition. 

Over the next two days, I learned how to pee as a woman, how to wash as a woman & how to dress as a woman.

My pregnant belly did not help, or the hormones that were raging through my body.

We registered that we were victims of the great shift. 

I was given special treatment because of my condition, and they made sure I and the baby were healthy and safe. 

I was still frightened to go back to my own apartment alone, and she did not want me to go.

So I moved in with her.

She helped me adapt and adjust to being a woman and being pregnant. 

She bought me all new maternity clothes.

We set up a nursery together. 

She came to birthing classes with me and helped me through my lessons. 

I was now 6 months pregnant.

I had masturbated in her body & she had in mine.

But now I was so horny I had to have the real thing.

I went to her and told her I wanted her to make love to me.

So I would know what it was like to be fucked and loved by a man.

We did it that night.

I was so big by now, we had to find positions that were good for me and him and comfortable for the baby.

Three days later, my waters broke, and she was there in the delivery room when I gave birth to this child, and we knew we loved each other. 

A year after giving birth to our child, we got married, and I became a wife and a stay-at-home mom, and I'm happy to tell you all that I am expecting my second.

You bastard! By Rhodry

Have you ever had the desire that, feeling you were cheated because of the way things are, that you work, your talents are overlooked and used because you don't have the right stuff? In a moment of disgust, maybe hope you wish if you were the guy things would be different. When morning arrives you find that your desires have come true. But everything was going great as she is a guy now. But if she is a guy, what happens to the guy you were you switch with. And does it to him becomes her, she, the thing didn't go positive to him/her he/she had to learn to be a girl, in short, be pretend to be her. And do her job.

Just give it a go

 

The confused husband.

What makes you think I would be into this. 

What made you think I would want this. 

I don't care you have unresolved sexual issues. 

I am your husband, not your horny teenage lover. 

Why did you dress me up as a Schoolgirl after I transformed? 

Is this some sort of sick weird fantasy of yours? 

All I want to know is when will this all be over. 

What do you mean you do not know. 

What do you mean it was experimental. 

You got this from the lab where you worked and tested it on me. 

I don't care that it worked on monkeys.

You better find a way to undo this by Monday morning, or you'll have to explain a lot to your boss because I am not keeping my mouth shut about this. 

The horny wife.

I know you are upset.

I know it was wrong of me to do this without asking you.

But please just give it a go for the weekend.

Won't you let me just live out one of my fantasies?

I promise you you will enjoy it.

I promise you when I have finished with your pussy you will never want to give it up.

I promise you that if you're still unhappy by Monday and have not turned back, I will do everything I can to find a solution.

So what do you say can?

 I eat your pussy out?

Is this real me?

It is hard to recall how it happened.

I was out for an afternoon strobe when the weather took an unexpected turn.

Before I knew it the sun had been replaced by angry-looking brain clouds.

I was in the middle of nowhere dressed in a pair of shorts hiking boots and a light jacket and the rain started.

I looked around for somewhere to shelter anything a barn stable or even a hole in the ground.

There was absolutely nothing around me but open field for miles.

I trudged along getting more and more sodden.

Then all of a sudden there was a cracker funder and a flash of lightning and I saw an old mansion in front of me.

I wondered why I had not seen it.

The place looked deserted and rundown.

I pushed my way through overgrown bushes along the weedy path to the front door.

To my relief, it was not locked and easily pushed open on creaking old hinges.

The place was dusty full of comp webs and spells of dampness.

It was clear to see nobody had lived in this building for years.

I went into what I guessed used to be the main living room.

I smashed up a couple of the old worm-eating furniture to make kindling.

I pulled down some of the moth-eaten curtained.

Now all I needed was something to set it alright.

On top of the mental piece under layers and layers of dust was an old box of matches

My hands were shaking so much now because of the cold that I spilt half of them on the floor.

I just needed one of these Old matches to strike the first free snap on me but the fourth one first into beautiful orange flame.

The drill old curtain material went up beautifully and the wood quickly followed.

I piled more and more onto the fire until it was raging.

The room slowly warmed up and was lit by a beautiful orange glow that sent ghostly shadows dancing around the walls.

I sat close to the fire warming myself up as the storm raged outside.

So exhausted was I drifted off to sleep in front of the fire.

I had a strange dream of a wedding where I was the Bride.

A dream where my husband had brought me home on a cold and wet stormy night.

I had gotten so cold on the carriage ride across the moors that he had placed me in front of a roaring fire to warm me up when I got there.

I awoke many hours later feeling strange and out of place.

I was still sitting in front of the fire but now the room was no longer a ruined around me.

It was beautifully decorated and furnished.

It spoke of opulence and wealth and good taste.

As I sat there staring at everything around me the drawers opened and a man who I knew instinctively was my husband smiled at me.

I rose from the floor noticing for the first time I was never a woman wearing a pretty dress.

I was confused and did not know what to do.

Before I knew what I was doing my body was moving on its own.

It was like being a passenger inside your own body looking for your own eyes but with no control over your actions.

I greeted him as a loving wife would.

He asked me if I was feeling better.

Did the rest in front of the fireplace warm me up after the long carriage ride to get here?

I told him of this crazy dream that I had just had.

Where I was a man and this house was a ruin and I had been quoted a freaked storm and had to refute here.

He smiled and told me that was an unbelievable dream.

I still have these occasional dreams of being a man living in the future with all its strange technology moving pictures and horseless courage.

Some of the things I see terrify me.

I no longer tell my husband of my dreams.

They only worry him.

I keep them to myself in this diary.

But it is getting hard and hard to believe they are just dreams.

Some of the things I have dreamt of have started to come true.

My husband had booked us on the Maiden via the White Star's newest and biggest ship the Titanic to celebrate my pregnancy.

That night I had the most terrible dream that the Titanic would hit an iceberg and sink.

I made him cancel our passage and book us on another ocean liner.

When the news broke that their Titanic had sank he looked at me curiously.

I know he is wondering if I knew the ship was going to sink.

Cannot help wondering if the dream of being a man and living in the future was really a reality and if this was some sort of weird side effect of sleeping in this house?

Just tricked into it Requested by bz

19-year-old Daniel came from a police family.

His father grandfather and grateful grandfather had all served with distinction in the police force.

When he entered the Police Academy he changed his last name not wanting anybody to give him favouritism just because his family were so respected in the force.

He just wanted to be a normal police officer serving his country and community.

It was immediately apparent to his training officer that this young recruit was police material.

His supervisor a corrupt officer with many fingers in many criminal organisations recognized who he was straight away.

At first, he thought he would be able to manipulate him to join their organizations and use his family connections to the hope is criminal endeavours.

But it was pretty clear he was honest loyal and believed in what he was doing.

His supervisor and the rest of the corrupt officers all knew they had to do something to get him on their side

But he refused to take a bribe or turn a blind eye to a crime.

He would not even cover for one of his fellow officers after he caught them stealing from the evident locker.

His supervisor and the rest of the corrupt officers decided there was only one way to deal with him and that was to get rid of him permanently.

At first, they were thinking about the Shallow Grave in the Wood for him.

But then one of their underground performance told him it was a scientist working on a brain pattern transfer or machine.

The only greed if this machine worked they could put somebody else in his body.

Somebody who would do what they said and use his family connection for their ends.

His sergeant informed him that he was going on a very important mission.

He was going undercover within the police force.

He was going to be investigating some of his officers and a network of corruption running through the police force and the local government.

The sergeant suggests that there may even be infiltrators within their own ranks. 

He emphasizes that the young officer, who is driven by a strong sense of justice, is the only one who can be trusted. 

The sergeant asks him to undertake an extremely challenging and covert undercover mission, which will not be documented or shared with anyone, including his family. 

The mission may require enduring humiliation, hardship, and heavy burdens. 

The young officer, filled with determination, declares that he fears nothing, not even humiliation. 

Upon arriving at an empty laboratory (taking advantage of the professor's absence), the young officer discovers that he is expected to swap bodies with an unconscious woman for the undercover operation.

In the laboratory, the sergeant explains that this woman is a famous prostitute.

Who is well known in the city's red-light district, known for her beauty and allure.

She has become a central figure in the corrupt network. 

By replacing her, the police can gradually gather evidence against the network's collusion between government officials and business figures. 

However, due to the high stakes involved, this is a deep infiltration mission. 

Apart from providing information to the supervisor, the young officer cannot contact anyone from his previous life to avoid blowing his cover.

The young officer had to assume every aspect of the woman's life, including interacting with influential individuals, and even sex skills.

He would have to learn how to be her so perfectly that not even her regular clients would not be able to tell he was not her.

He knew this mission was going to be had mentally and physically.

He knew he must hold on to his identity after her body no matter how much he hated it or loved it.

He knew no matter what he had to go through he had to get the information and bring these people to justice. 

The sergeant provides him with a comprehensive dossier on the woman's life, including social connections, managing techniques, and even detailed instructions on the skills and techniques used by prostitutes. 

The young officer studies these documents and videos in isolation, learning how to live as a woman and prostitute, especially adopting the woman's style in makeup, clothing, and conversation.

3 weeks after starting his studies it was the big day for him to step up.

It was the day for his mind to be put into her body and hers into his.

Despite all his preparation, he was not prepared for the mental shock of becoming a woman.

Their whole bodies and their whole mental makeup were completely different.

His eyesight was no longer tunnel Vision he could see more in the peripheral.

He knew how heavy and uncomfortable breaths were worth hanging off your chest.

He now knew what a wept vagina felt like between your legs.

The next week he was taught all about walking talking and acting female.

He was taught about sexy underwear short skirts crop tops and wearing makeup.

He was told how to walk down and even run in high heels.

He was taught the basics of female hygiene and Maintenance.

He was taught how to cope with his menstrual cycle and PMS.

He was shown how to with the aid of several large dildos how to be penetrated and how to suck a man off.

He saw he was tired and not sure he was ready to hit the streets but it was time to leave the classroom behind. 

You bastard!

37-year-old Sandra believed everything that had gone wrong in her life was because of her gender.

She believed her life would have been better easier and more successful if she had been a man.

One night whilst drunk on cheap sparkling wine she saw a shooting star and made a wish.

She was she had got the Promotion instead of Alan.

Who had only gotten it in her opinion because he was a man.

The next morning she awoke to a whole new reality.

A reality where she was a healthy fit and handsome young man.

Where she was the head of her department and in charge of so many people.

Where she had money in the bank a fast car and no debts.

Where she had hundreds of women hanging off her arm and begging to take her to bed.

She did not know it at the time but her wish had affected somebody else.

She had no idea that Allan who had gotten the promotion and hadn't really been in the bank women hanging off his arm begging him for sex had a walk to find himself in the body of a young woman.

A young woman in a rundown apartment with debts up to her eyeballs and working as a secretary in the company he used to be a manager in.

He had no idea why it happened to him.

he had no idea why nobody knew what he was talking about when he tried to explain to them who he used to be.

It was only when he had no choice but to get dressed and go off to work as a woman and a secretary he went to the only person who would listen to him.

The head of his department was a rugged handsome young man named Simon.

Who just like him was out of place and did not understand how to be who they were now.

Simon explained to him who he used to be.

He explained his wish and how he had woken up three days ago as a man. 

Allen now Andrea begged her to make another wish.

She begged her to undo what she had done.

She begged her to give him back his life his body and his gender.

But she loved being the big strong man and watching the young delicate woman big and cry.

She found it made her hard and horny.

She knew it was wrong of her but she knew she was going to have some fun with this.

She told him to stop crying.

She told him to come on with his work and she would see what she could.

She pretended for the next three days to do research into what happened to them.

She decided to convince him the only way that they could change their lives back whilst by letting her her sex with him. 

He was not happy at the idea of dropping his knickers and spreading his legs.

But she was very convincing.

She took his video and he over her office desk during the lunch break.

He enjoyed it more than he thought he would which made him depressed and sad especially when she told him she had lied to him just to get into his knickers.

She told him he would have to get used to men treating him like this.

She told him it was not easy being a woman in a man's world.

She told him as he slipped his knickers back on keep up the good work and one day you might make it to head secretary.