Why?

"So Charles, is there anything I can get you?" Why did I invite him in? Why don't I just stop whatever this is I'm doing and kick him out?

"Um, no, Mrs. Wells, thank you."

"Please, it's Ms. Wells, or just Angie." Why can't I just say it shouldn't be Ms. or Mrs.?

The Creative Process

"What's your-- are you fucking kidding me right now? What's your motivation?"

"Yeah," I replied. "Like, I know I'm a horny housewife or whatever, but like, what are my dreams in life, you know?"

How To Get Away With TG

Hello, dear readers! I know that some members of this little community feel the need to conceal their salacious tastes from others living in the same household. With that in mind, I'd like to share some helpful tips I've gathered over the years. Feel free to share your own in the comments below!

Making the Best of the Situation

"Come on in, babe, I'm ready for you!"

I swung open the door to see my husband waiting for me in bed. My eyes traced his curvy form, lingering on his growing breasts and belly encased in silky blue lingerie. He toyed with it, revealing the thin black strip of his panties as he beckoned me closer.

"Hello, gorgeous," I said with a shy smile, as I thought back to the night that led us here.

Something Different

I must have stared into the bathroom mirror for ten full minutes trying to figure out what seemed so strange about my reflection. Eventually, I gave up and walked back to the bedroom.

"Hey hon, does something seem... different about me?"

Popping Pills: A Slippery Slope

It was supposed to be my dirty little secret. I'd wanted to try the X-change pills forever, but I could never work up the nerve to go through with it. This year when my birthday rolled around, though, I realized I didn't really have anyone I wanted to celebrate with or anything special to do, so I finally did it. I opened the website like I'd done a dozen times before, except this time I didn't give myself a chance to second-guess before hitting the submit button. I stared for a long time, heart pounding as what I'd done fully sank in.

Boobs and Hair? Don't Care

David thought he'd finally come up with a foolproof plan for getting laid. When his roommate Josh came home one night, David hit him with a transformation spell and watched as Josh's form reshaped, shrinking in some places and growing in others. Moments later, the former man was a gorgeous woman.

"Haha, it worked!" David crowed. "I'm sorry I had to do this to you, but I'm sick of being a virgin. All you have to do is sleep with me one time and I'll change you back."

Josh stood in silence for a minute before replying, "Yeah, that's not gonna happen."

David blinked in confusion. "Wh-what do you mean? You have to, otherwise I won't change you back!"

"Dude, no offense, but you suck. Why would I want to sleep with you?" He looked away from David to peek down his shirt. "Oh, these are nice."

"But... but your body is supposed to be attracted to guys now!"

"Really? So if I picture, like, Chris Hemsworth shirtless... Oh yeah, you're right. Excuse me, I'll be in my room for a little bit."

David stood in shock, unable to comprehend what had just happened or the muffled sounds coming from behind Josh's door.

It's been a week now, and David is starting to suspect Josh doesn't care if he ever changes back...