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[TF/TG] From Boyfriend to BFF

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“Max are you even listening to me? I asked you what you think of this one.”

Max looked up from his phone to find his girlfriend, Lisa, glaring at him in yet another yoga outfit. They’d been at the mall for hours as she tired on various leggings and crop tops, always asking for his opinion when they all just looked the same. What did it matter if one pair had a little flower in the corner or a slightly different pattern?

“It’s great. You look hot babe.” He offered and Lisa just rolled her eyes.

“That’s what you always say. Do you even remember what the last thing I tried on looked like?”

Nope. It had left his mind the second she’d gone back into the changing room but something told him saying that wasn’t going to end well for him. He tried a different approach.

“It’s just, you look great in everything!” He smiled, “They’re all my favourite, I can’t pick.”

Rather than being flattered Lisa groaned in frustration and Max felt his temper flare. It was her idea to drag him from shop to shop looking at outfits when she knew he hated it. Read more »

[TF/TG] The Choker

Tonight had not gone as planned.

When Jake had met Sara a few hours ago he’d thought he’d struck gold. With her dark clothes, weird occult jewellery and general goth vibe he figured she’d but up for a little fun and when she wasn’t he’d at least thought she’d have some cool scene girlfriends he could hook up with. He’d gladly come with her to this house party ready to finally get some tail only to be left completely in the dust. Every girl rejecting him soundly despite his compliments and attempts to listen to their prattle.

The party was winding down now; most people had paired off and were enjoying one another’s company, at least that what’s Jake assumed considering the sounds coming from behind almost every closed door in the hall. The main living room was the only place left without a happy couple of some kind and it is where he sat alone with Sara, the other party goer left.

Sara was stretched across the couch looking pleasantly buzzed, she’d spent the night turning down various propositions while Jake had painstakingly used every trick in playbook. Read more »

[MtF] The Nymph’s Gift

In this day and age, most men would have ignored the rumours of faeries and forest nymphs, old wives’ tales meant to scare children away from the deep forest. Then again, Oliver wasn’t most men. The rumour had reached him during one of his many bar crawls; that a few miles off the track there was a well where it was said a nymph resided, a nymph who could grant wishes and make your wildest fantasies come true.

Maybe it was just a rumour but if it wasn’t…well. Finally, Oliver could be the man he knew he was supposed to be. The one all the women came back to and fawned over; he’d never have to spend wasted evenings with pick up lines at darkened bars again.

That spurred him on, off the hiking trails and further into the thick forest despite the warm spring heat. According to the rumours, the well was supposed to be around here somewhere…

There!

It didn’t look like much, a small clearing containing nothing but the fabled well. Nothing more than a ring of stones that reached his waist, it certainly didn’t seem magical at all. Read more »

[Mind Control] The Spiral Spa

I looked up at the white stone building with trepidation. The Sea Swirl, generic name aside, had gotten rave reviews from the other women in my office.

“You’ll be more relaxed than you have ever been!” Amy had insisted, shoving a pamphlet with the address circled into my hands, “And it’s totally private, just you and your treatments so you wont have any um…incidents.”

I’d been desperate to try spa treatments for years now but mother nature had given me a certain, issue in that area. While other woman bemoaned their small chests; God had blessed me with a full one, so full in fact that it was just as much a factor in my back pain as my stiff office chair. I won’t lie, it has its benefits but it makes going into a sauna or laying down on a massage table somewhat…awkward. Not just physically either. I couldn’t blame people for staring, straight or not it was hard not to stare at a woman whose chest was constantly bursting out of regular shirts, let alone a thin spa towel. Read more »