Sarge-03

Pritti came in from outside just in time for lunch. The change in her that one week in the country had done was remarkable.

“Hi there. I saw you arrive. I was out collecting the eggs.”

I smiled.

“We’ll make a country girl of you yet,” I said jokingly.

“Sorry, but the smell of animal poo still makes my stomach turn,” replied Pritti.

My transformation into a mermaid was two thirds complete. In just 24 more hours the state-of-the-art synthetic mermaid tail I'd GLOO'd myself into would be a permanent part of me + there'd be no going back!

Not that I would ever want to. This had been my deepest desire ever since I was a little boy; and each time my mermaid-worshiping fiance asked if I was sure I wanted to go through with this insane scheme my answer was a resounding “YES!!”

While I realized even the fanciest fake tail wouldn't really turn me into the mythological creature I'd always dreamed of being, I knew I'd be very happy living as the closest thing that reality would allow...

But unbeknownst to me & Greg, impossible changes were occurring within my body that would merge reality with dreams + make our strange fantasies far more real than either of us had dared hope...

Jack had an extensive feminine wardrobe stashed in his condo but he was very discreet about letting anyone know. He acknowledged his latent femininity by wearing nail polish and panties when not competing in sports. His panties today were a bright red. Jack had been considering getting a ‘cute’ tattoo for a long time

Night Watchman’s Lament: Outed by a Hummingbird Tattoo

Chapter Four: Family.

It had been a couple of months now since Karen had been freed from her slavery and things were going pretty well for her. She’d had a clean bill of health from Dr Walker, but she was given a stern telling off when Dr Walker found out Karen was now in a relationship.

“Sophie…” The brown-haired woman heard a distant voice coo, waking her from her slumber. “Sophie… Wake up, birthday girl!”

“Umf,” Sophie moaned as a pair of soft hands gently shook her awake. “My birthday’s not ‘will Wednesday, for god’s sake…”

After the cat problem was resolved, life settled down to what Fiddler's Vale considered to be normal. For Jarg, that meant he either worked on the forges with Vansel supervising him, on the big saws with Vansel's brother Argen watching as he cut trees into logs and then split the logs into usable pieces with a large axe, or hauling food or other items to folks that lived in the area around the town for various reasons.

The days passed by with slow and steady regularity, then like an ill wind blasting through, everything changed in a few brief moments.

Author's note: Things gets more weird. It's going to take a few more chapters before the big reveal.

After a short bike ride I arrived at an empty lot in between two houses. The GPS said that this is the right spot mentioned in the letter. I entered the empty lot overgrown with weeds and got to the exact indicated spot. There were no barriers or fences here. There was nothing much to protect anyway.

Chapter Three: RIP Candy Cane.

Becky led Candy out the police station and over to a waiting car. Brad helped Becky and Candy get in the back before he got in the front next to the driver. Brad gave the driver directions and they were soon driving away.

The car pulled up outside a Victorian looking house that had the remains of a sign saying it use to be a boarding house at some point in its past. Becky opened the door and walked right in.

This follows the SWTOR story line up the planet Taris.

T'aa Onasi knows everything that is going to happen as she finds herself on the way to Tython.

However, she just got forced to switch with the real owner of this body, and wonders how she is going to cope. Can she change things? Will she be fighting against a fate that she does not want and how far will she be forced to follow the script? Not at all, a little, or the entire script?

Music to My Ears – Call me Leah

Lenny was politely enduring yet another phone call of manly advice from well meaning Uncle Dave about his appearance.

“Lenny, people are gossiping and the family is getting very concerned. You need to butch it up a bit and get a haircut. You've got your mother in a whirl. She's not sure if you're a boy or a girl. When we were fishing last week the bait store owner said “that dude looks like a lady”… and he was referring to you!"

"Knight T'aa Please remain." Master Satele ordered. I had done a few things that they should remind me of. Chewing out Master Quilljayk for not teaching his Padawan in the way he would have understood. Or maybe they had heard from T7 of the times I had kissed Ranna. I still had to say goodbye to her.

"Priority signal via Coruscant, from Master Kiwiiks." the aid declared.

"Master Orgus I have discovered a situation that requires further assistance. The suppositions we have about Coruscant are correct the dark presence is strongest here." she reported.

T'aa Onasi knows everything that is going to happen as she finds herself on the way to Tython.

However, she just got forced to switch with the real owner of this body, and wonders how she is going to cope. Can she change things? Will she be fighting against a fate that she does not want and how far will she be forced to follow the script? Not at all, a little, or the entire script?

Jackson was in a mission to save mankind, but a series of incidents made him question his place. The more he questioned, the more he felt something was wrong. Wrong with him, his mission, and even the space ship he was on. The problem was that CLAIRE, the artificial intelligence system could also see something was wrong and was determined to fix things.

“Hey James, would you ever suck dick?” asked Aaron.

“No fucking way,” said James.

“What if you were a girl?”

“Maybe, I don’t know,” said James hesitantly.

“Let’s find out,” said Aaron. Suddenly James’ body started to change. His waist got slim, his face changed to be more feminine and his lip became plump, and his chest and ass ballooned out. Her hair grew long, and his clothing disappeared. “Alright Jenny, do you want to suck my dick?” asked Aaron, pulling his cock out.