Something More Original Than "Fish Story"

"AAAAAHHH!!!"

I screamed at the top of my lungs, partly from losing my balance and falling over backwards, but mostly from the FUCKING FISH TAIL that had suddenly replaced my lower half.

"WHAT THE FUCK, DUDE?!?" I stared in shock, watching the blue scales shimmer as my fins slapped against the side of the tub.

My best friend Patrick flipped frantically through the pages of the old book he'd brought with him. "I'm sorry, I don't understand. That should have changed you back!"

"Well, obviously it didn't! These things--" I cupped my boobs and lifted them for emphasis, "--were bad enough, but what am I supposed to do with no legs?"

Patrick's eyes darted around the room, clearly trying not to stare and doing a terrible job at it. "Just, um, stay here. I'll fix it, I promise!"

He shuffled out of the room, and I began drawing a bath. "Not like I could go very far if I wanted," I grumbled to myself. I relaxed slightly as the water started to splash around me. I even started humming a melody, before stifling a laugh when I recognized the tune.

"This may take a while," I said to myself as I slowly untied my bikini top. "Might as well take a look under the C-cups."

Hiatus

As you may have noticed, I've missed a few updates recently. I was not hit by a bus, nor was I trapped in the body of a stripper a thousand miles from home, forced to dance night after night until I had enough money for a bus ticket.

I was honestly just busy with regular life and feeling a bit burned out. I want to feel excited about what I'm doing, not stressed about meeting deadlines or posting work I'm not proud of.

That said, I'm going to step away from scheduled posting for a bit, and hopefully come back recharged with some fresh ideas. I may throw up a new post here and there if inspiration strikes.

Thanks to everyone who's stopped by to take a peek inside my twisted little brain!

The Race

"Alright, the rules are simple. First one to orgasm gets to go back to their male body, while the loser has to stay female and do whatever the other wants."

"Yeah, I'm still not so sure about this."

"OK, fine. The winner gets to stay female. On your mark, get set, go!"

Busting Out

"You know what, I don't even care that you turned me into a girl. That's just how few fucks I give about you."

"Fuck you. For my second wish, I wish Brad would grow a pair of, just, like, stupidly big tits."

"Wow, way to waste another wish. If I didn't care before, what-- oh, shit. Goddamn this shirt is tight! Can't breath... have to... urghhh-- ooohhh, that's better."

"I'll say it is!"

Learning His Lesson

I'd blown every penny I'd made from my crappy job, but it was all worth it. There I was, Mrs. Pine's naked body smiling back at me from her bathroom mirror. She might have been a little bit older, but damn if she wasn't still one of the hottest teachers at my school.

When I got back to my own body, these pictures would make me a god among my classmates and give me wanking material for the rest of the year. I felt her nipples--my nipples for the next few hours--stiffen up at the thought.

Mixing Up The Calendar

"Yes, the owners of this home are looking to downsize now that their children have moved out. If you'll follow me into the-- oh my god!!"

"Holy fu-- Barb! I thought you weren't showing the house until tomorrow!"

"Babe, just relax, there's no need to be embarrassed. Hi folks, I'm Norman! My wife and I are happy to answer any questions. Let me know if anyone would like to see the bedrooms!"

Not the Girl of His Dreams

I'd wanted to be a woman my whole life. I knew it was impossible, but that didn't mean it couldn't be a fun fantasy all the same. Then, one day, out of nowhere, I got the letter.

It had no signature, no return address, nothing to trace it back to anyone. But it was addressed to me, and my eyes widened as I read.