Back in the Ring



“Before the Great Shift, I was a retired pro boxer, with some brain damage. I had all kinds of problems from my career. Then suddenly, I’m 35 years younger, healthy, and with all my faculties. So, why go back to boxing?

Well, it’s what I know. I mostly do exhibitions now, either with other women, or with college boys. People just don’t believe that someone who looks like me can punch like an army mule on steroids. I've turned 40 years of boxing and conditioning experience into a great living.

And you should see my exercise videos; shadow boxing topless, with the sweat rolling down my breast is a real turn on. So boys, you’re welcome to hit on me. Just be aware if I don’t like it, I hit back.”

Take Her Life and Run With It



“I’m afraid that stupid look on the Taxi Driver’s face after the body swap looks just like mine when I was swapped out of my old body – stupid stunned amazement. Well at least I’m young and pretty well off. Sarah here has a nice allowance and a beautiful apartment thanks to dear old dad. And her memories show a boyfriend who is loaded both in his pants and his pocketbook.

I always wanted to try living as a hot young girl. They get all the breaks in our society, and their clothes really are to die for. I guess that says something about the old me, but I don’t care. Sarah will work out just fine, and her memories show that she really liked sex. I think I can take that and run with it.”

The Simple Life



Clyde had been a mountain man for almost all of his 83 years. With his hands crippled by arthritis, old Clyde was having a hard time keeping his larder full. That’s when he caught a magic talking fish, a fish who offered to make Clyde young and strong again, If he’d let her go.

Clyde offered to make the deal, provide the fish would make him a young woman instead of a man; he said he wanted something new in life. The fish agreed and the deal was struck.

Now, Claudia has taken over. She still has a lot of old Clyde’s habits, like bathing in the river nude, fishing, hunting, and living in the great outdoors with a minimum of modern technology. She also has her own reality show – turns out people would much rather watch a woman living in the wild with no clothes, rather than a man.

Claudia is being paid the big bucks for living the simple life.

Sexual Curse



Gerry had been making out with this wild girl he’d picked up at the club when she bit him on the neck. He hollered at her, and she apologized for being too rough. She told him she just got crazy around this time of month. She managed to scale it back a bit, and their lovemaking continued. Afterwards, she helped bandage the wound, before she left, and Gerry thought nothing more about it.

A few days later, after the wound had completely healed over, Gerry started experiencing night sweats, and racing heartbeat for no apparent reason. He went to his doctor for some test, and started looking for the girl to see if she might have given him something, but he couldn't find her. His doctor said his blood work was negative, and his problems were all in his head.

Then, on the first night of the full moon, Gerry felt this burning sensation in his chest and groin. He though he was having a heart attack. His pulse raced, and his body morphed and changed. His dick shriveled away as his sex changed. He grew smaller, developed breast, and his body hair fell off. The hair on his head grew fuller and lengthened.

As the pain subsided, Gerry sat up in bed and looked out the window as the full moon called her. She needed a hard cock now. It was a craving like she’d never known. The curse of the Were woman had claimed yet another victim.

Geeves New Look

My 200th Caption



“Gerry, who is your new butler, she’s pretty hot.”

“Jim, I don’t have a new butler. I’d never get rid of Geeves here. He’s served my family for fifty years.”

“Man that is not old ugly butt Geeves. That guy looked like he had one foot in the grave.”

“Yes, but thanks to a good transformation spell; Geeves now has the body of Anna, the girl from the temp service who filled in for my housekeeper. So I get the best of both worlds; impeccable service and loyalty to go with that hot young body. Not that I can imagine anyone getting fresh with Geeves.”

“Yah, your right,” said Jim, “I've seen nuns that looked more approachable then her.”

“Yes, but I have seen a couple of sessions with a vibrator that give me hope for the old boy. She may seem like a cold fish on duty, but I think the hormones are having their way with her. Sort of gives a whole new meaning to the phrase ‘The Butler did it.’”

Computer Virused



Chad loved browsing the TG Caption sites on Blogger and other carriers. He loved to fantasize about being morphed into a pretty girl, or having some magic act to transform him. Of course, he could then put it aside and go to his real job, and deal with his straight laced parents. But, it was fun to dream.

Tonight though, Chad is going to experience that dream. He clicked over on a link to a rogue site and was hit by a blinding light from his laptop and an electrical surge that coursed through his body. When he woke up he saw that his dick was gone, and he’d been transformed just like in some of the captions he loved to read.

The screen was locked up on a page which read: ‘Congratulations, you've just been subjected to an irreversible gender-transformation virus. Have a nice Day; signed Loki Trickster.’

I’m afraid Chad is going to have some explaining to do.

Woman Who Could Cheat Death


Dr Bonner was 104 when he perfected his alchemy experiments and developed a version of the elixir. Knowing his time was running out, the good doctor drained his vial, and then suffered incredible pain as his body morphed, bones crunching and shifting into a smaller female frame. His withered wrinkled flesh filled out with the bloom of youth, and his body developed breast and a female slit, replacing his manhood in a period of minutes.

When the process was done, the doctor dressed in a red corset and stockings, and then parched on the edge of her desk, staring into space. She had managed to roll the clock back 80 years, but at the price of her maleness. And there was no way she was going to let the effects wear off to try a modified elixir. She was stuck as a young woman, a very honey young woman, with decades of suppressed sexual desire to express.

The man who could cheat death was no more; now there was a woman who could cheat death instead.

MAU-lalefactors


As happens with all things, the criminal element learned about professor Jefferies research with the Alien Morphic Adaption Unit. In this case one George La Fay, a clever retired cat burglar, heard of the mal-functioning device, and decided to use it to his advantage.

Easily bypassing security, he powered up the machine and programmed it to transform him into a copy of Gina, a young female contortionist and gymnast. The MAU continued to mal-function, producing four Gina’s from a single George. The new Gina and her sisters were unfazed, for they had planned for this contingency.

Now, a new master criminal is haunting the streets, committing thefts in art galleries, jewelry stores, and apartments of the rich. She has managed to keep her face from becoming known, and has eluded capture for months. One of the reasons for this is that Gina has created a persona of twin sisters, Gina and Georgette, who frequent the club scene and seem to be always on camera when the robberies take place.

With four copies to share the jobs, they have been able to completely confuse the police and always have a rock solid alibi. So until one of them is caught, this team of thieving quadruplets will run everyone ragged.

Cab Driver Again



“When I escaped the magic taxi and took over Audrey’s life by mistake, I thought my days of driving a taxi were over. But, I really didn't have any desire to work as a prostitute like she did, and I needed a job. I tried being a waitress, but I wasn't very good at it. And, I’d had all that practice driving a cab, so I became a taxi driver.

It’s not that bad. I get much better tips than I did in that fat slob’s body, particularly when I warn the good fares to be on the lookout for that cab and stay out of it. And I do have the satisfaction of telling the real assholes about this cab with a particular number, driven by this fat grease ball who gives rich fares a discount for long trips.

I figure maybe I can do a little karma payback that way. Anyhow, you make sure and Have a nice day.”

NFFL Stars - The Sanchez Sisters


The Great Shift did seem to play havoc with athletes and Celebrities, seemingly shifting them into some truly ridiculous situations. In this case, twin brothers John and James Summers, a pair of ex-NFL linebackers, ended up shifted into Maria and Manuela Sanchez, a pair of sisters who danced at ‘Players’ gentlemen’s club. Fortunately, the sisters were big fit healthy girls, and the brothers were able to join the National Female Football League.

Maria plays for the Raiders, while her sister Manuela plays for the Broncos. They are both defensive players, so they rarely meet on the field, except on kickoffs and punt returns. When they do manage to meet, things can get pretty catty, so when their teams play, check out the extracurricular stuff after the kicks. These two can’t seem to keep their hands off each other.

Go Sanchez sisters.

Caretaker's Reward


“I was a beach comber back in the sixties, bagging seashells, sea glass, and other treasures, and picking up the trash and litter that follows mankind everywhere. I've kept at it, even though my nephews have tried to put me in a home to rot away somewhere. Then yesterday, I found this necklace washed up on shore. I hadn't planned to put it on, but something made me put it around my neck.

I felt this pain, beginning in my groin, and then running up the rest of my body. I fell to my knees, and reached as my body burned and shifted. I grew smaller and rounder, my flesh filling out. Breast sprouted on my chest, and my hair grew out and filled in. When, the pain subsided, I got to my feet and took stock of myself.

I’d turned into a girl, a beautiful tanned goddess like I use to look at forty years ago. I guess Mother Nature decided to reward me for all those years of looking after her beaches. I’m going to go see about scrounging some clothes and finding some company for tonight – some young male company.”

Taking Over for Mavis



“Wow, finally out of that crappy Taxi Drivers body. Now Mavis here is something I can live with. Hot, divorced, and drawing a big old alimony check from her CEO ex-husband. Her memories show me she had something going with her physical trainer, her apartment manager, and her hair stylist. This girl trades favors like a politician.

Well, I won’t make any changes for now. Seems like a pretty good life to steal. We’ll just go with the flow and see what sex as a girl is all about. It seems Mavis was a real pro at it, so I shouldn't have any problems if I just follow her instincts.

That, and I have the strangest craving to go someplace and shop.”

The Ultra-Babe Protocol



Gavin was a science geek with a real problem. He was tired of not getting any dates. Hay, maybe he didn't have any muscles, and girls just laughed at him; he knew he could parley his research into nano-bots into some physical improvements for himself and his nerd friends.

When his friend Darrel managed to score a supply of proto-type nano-bots from a research lab; Gavin knew he was close. He’d developed two enhancement protocols: Macho-man, designed to give a geek like him the body of a male hunk; and Ultra-babe, designed to turn any girl into a sexual wild woman with stripper’s tits.

He’d prepared a dose of Ultra-babe bots to give to Cathy, a girl in his class as his test subject, when a couple of jocks broke into his lab and dosed him with his own sample.

When Gavin woke up hours later, he called up Darrel on Skype and begged him to come over. Apparently, the Ultra-babe protocol makes you really really Horney.

NFFL Star Kelly "Dumb Blonde" Cooper



The Great Shift was directly responsible for the formation of the National Female football League, a group which became immensely popular both with the TV Networks, and with Vegas. Perhaps the most frustrating player for gamblers and fantasy football players in the new league was San Diego Quarterback Kelly “Dumb Blonde” Cooper.

Though possessing a good football mind, and an arm that could throw strikes down the field, Kelly had a terrible habit of throwing key interceptions when the game was on the line. She seemed to suffer from more bad luck on tipped balls and unseen safeties, than any other quarterback in the league.

Fortunately for Kelly, there was a large part of her fan base that supported her despite her football gaffs. Hay, dumb blondes can’t help their condition – it’s genetic.

Reformed Logger


“I used to not give a hoot about the forest I worked in; just point me at the trees, and tell me which way you want them to fall. Looking at me now, you’d never guess that I’d been a big old burly lumberjack until yesterday.

That’s when the dyad queen decided to make an example of me. I was all ready to take down her personal tree, when she cast her spell. I fell to the earth like I’d been chopped down, and started to shrink. It felt like someone was using a chainsaw on me, the pain was so intense.

My bones cracked and shifted; my body hair fell off, and I grew weak and petite. My hair turned a bright orange read, and my skin grew pale, like I’d never been in the sun. And my jeans and shirt turned into a little short green backless dress that barely covered anything.

And when we were done, I sat down grabbed my knees and cried. I was one with the forest now, and I felt all the pain and anguish I’d caused. So please don’t cut down the trees; I’ll do anything you’d like if you’ll leave my trees alone.”

Permanent Possession



“That’s it then; I've burned the spell I managed to write in her blood, and made my possession of Janice permanent. No more having to gather components when I did manage to possess her body. No more being flung back into my sick fat geeky body when her hair and nails were completely consumed. I’m free of all that.

Of course my folks will find me in a coma, and have to deal with my old body, but that’s their problem. I’ll have a new mommy and daddy who live in Europe 10 months of the year, and let their precious Janice do whatever she wants.

I have her surface memories and her diaries to help me go unnoticed, not that it really matters. The way she ran through boyfriends, who’s there to figure out she’s changed? Sorry Janice, the only reason anyone played at being your friend was your money and your looks. Hell, that’s the only reason I was attracted to you.

I know I can do a better job living your life than you did.”

Once a Lawyer Always a Lawyer



“You may not think that much of my choice of Rachel here as a new body after driving the magic taxi for 4 months. But she’s pretty, she’s young, and she’s passed the New York Bar exam. Before my stint as a Taxi Driver, I was one of the best Divorce Lawyers on the East coast. I could protect a man’s assets or carve him up like a Thanksgiving Turkey.

Yes, the person who took over my life quit practicing law; he didn't know what I know. But I just live to go into a courtroom and tear people up on the stand. So now, here I've got years of experience and dirty tricks in this sweet innocent package. I know just the things to say to women to gain their confidence, and I’m going to have even more fun sticking it to men who should know better.

I'm going to clean up and have fun doing it. Plus Rachel's memories show that the sex with all these alpha males is pretty good too. So for me: Once a lawyer, always a lawyer.”

Belated Gift



Jane looked carefully at the small jewelry box with the green lid which she’d received as her inheritance from her great uncle Edgar. Rumor was that he’d had millions of dollars stashed in offshore bank accounts, but so far, none of her relatives had been able to find any papers concerning the money.

Edgar had some truly strange hobbies, including black magic which he’d spent his money on in life, so a lot of the family was glad to see him dead and buried. Jane had never been close to the old man, but she was glad for the bequest, figuring at least she got something out of him. She opened the box, and looked at the heavy silver pin inside. Reaching for it, she managed to prick her finger and draw blood. Without even thinking about it, she sucked on the tiny wound.

Suddenly, her sight dimmed, and some malign force held her body stiff – she was paralyzed. Jane felt a presence, flooding her mind, first a trickle, and then a flood as her great uncle Edgar possessed her and forced her down into darkness.

“So Jane, you finally opened my little gift. And it’s a good thing too, another week and I wouldn't have been able to come back. Now let’s get your computer and check on my money. We have some changes to make in your life.”

Removing the Competition



The last thing Gerald remembered was having a drink at the bar with a beautiful raven haired woman. Now he was bound and groggy, kneeling on the floor. “You won’t get away with this. I have friends in Law enforcement.”

“Gerald, my name is Mistress Dawn, and you have been a very bad boy. In fact, you've been so bad that one of my clients paid me to do this.” Reaching in her pocket, she pulled out a bottle of some vile pink concoction and poured it on Gerald’s head and face.

“Arrragh,” Gerald screamed as the potion burned him. His body felt odd, like his bones had all turned to jelly. He fell to the ground in pain, before passing out. Unconscious, he missed the shrinking of his body from a tall athletic 6’ 2” down to a slender 5’ 4”. His skin grew creamy and pale; his hair changed to ash blonde, and grew some inches on his head. Ripping away his clothes showed his waist had become thin and girlish, and his proud foot long penis was nowhere in sight. And finally, a curvy set of breast had sprouted from his chest.

“Leah, Constance, please get the former Gerald dressed and made up for his photo op. We must show the client that his competitor has been changed for the better. Perhaps he’ll even take her off my hands, if he’ll meet my price.”

Disaster on Flight 469



When some Bio-terrorist inadvertently released a canister of Super Feminizing Virus on board flight 469 to Honolulu Hawaii, it was thought that everyone on board who could land the plane would be incapacitated at the critical time. Fortunately, the female flight attendants were able to make radio contact, and the CDC was able to provide a treatment regimen which speeded up the progress of the virus for the Pilot and Co-pilot.

So, six hours after their initial infection, both pilots were able to make the scheduled landing at Honolulu without further mishap. However, there were some side effects to the treatment regimen. Both 63 year old Pilot Arnie Dawson and 57 year old Co-pilot James Williams (pictured) have reported extreme levels of hornyness, beyond what the virus supposedly causes.

Fortunately, even though they are in quarantine, they at least have each other.