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Shy boy meets teasing girl

Description: A geeky university student confesses to his crush, gets turned into a girl. Shenanigans happen. Chapter 1 originally published: 13th of May 2019

Chapter 1 "Now this is a story all about how…"

A loud noise of my alarm clock woke me up.

“Ugh…”, I grunted, knowing that five hours are not enough for a healthy sleep. Still, I begrudgingly rose from the bed and continued with my morning routine. The clock indicated it’s 7 o’clock. Just enough time to shower and catch a bus.

I met up with my friend, Eric, who happened to be riding the same bus to uni.

“Hi! How it’s going, Patrick?”, he asked.

“Yeah, well, you know. Stuff.”, I responded.

“That wasn’t very informative.”, he told me.

“Yeah, it’s just I’m sleepy and not in a mood.”

“That’s what you kept telling me over the last month.”

“I can’t help it, Factorio is just so addicting.”

“If you keep going through life like that, you’ll finish uni without scoring with a single girl.”

“Man, is it all you keep doing in your life? Taking enjoyment in hedonistic pleasures of life?”

“I don’t really want to hear that from you. Also, how are your attempts with Wendy going?”

I was shocked. “How do you…?”

“That’s obvious from your face. You spend most of your time on lectures staring at her.”, Eric responded.

“This is a secret between us.”, I responded quickly.

“Sure, sure. But, you know, the longer you keep that a secret, the bigger is the chance that she’ll slip away from you.”

“There’s no reason why she would want to be with me, you know.”

“You just need some confidence, and you’ll easily attract girls.”, Eric said. “How about this one: I’ll give you 70 bucks if you confess to Wendy today. Even if you get rejected, you’ll still have 70 bucks.”

Thought about it a bit. “Deal.”

“Looking forward to it.”

“Better prepare the money.”, I said, a bit more confident than before. Wendy is a friend I’ve got to know only recently, after I enrolled into college, because of her being in the same group as me. While she wasn’t completely a stranger, trying to ask her out felt to me like a gamble. Then again, it’s not like I had ever attempted asking out girls, so who knows.

I couldn’t focus on the lecture much, instead I tried coming up with an idea how to approach her. Oh well, I could just try the straightforward thing. I take my phone and type out:

“After lecture, can we talk for a bit in private? I have something to tell you.”

“All right.”, she responded.

…and now we wait.

We met at the usual place.

“There’s something I want to tell you.”, I said, then continued:

“I’ve been looking up to you for the last few weeks. Will you go out with me?”

“On one condition. You’ll need to change for me - drink this.”, she hands me a ordinarily-looking bottle with a red liquid.

“Eh? That’s it?”, I asked, twisting off the cap and lifting the bottle in order to drink it.

“Wait, you don’t know yet what will happen if you drink it!” - she interrupted me.

I stopped, and then she continued with something I never expected to hear:

“You’ll turn into a girl.”

“Yeah, yeah, sure. Because I’ll definitely turn into a girl by drinking this. Ha ha.”

I chugged down the entire bottle.

“See? Nothing happened. Does this mean we’re going out now?”

“Sure, we’ll meet here again, tomorrow 5PM.”

“5PM? All right, see ya!”

I walked away.

“…That was weird.”, I thought. “Why would she make such a joke at that moment…?”

The rest of the day at uni was fairly uneventful, so I rode the bus back home, and kept playing Factorio. Around midnight I noticed that somehow I was way more tired than usual, so I laid down in the bed. Despite me feeling so tired, I had a hard time falling asleep, so I can’t remember the exact moment I did. My sense of consciousness faded…

I found myself in high school, talking with Eric, when all of a sudden my clothes change into a schoolgirl uniform! He didn’t seem to notice this, somehow. So I try to allude to this in my conversation.

“Is there something weird about the clothes I’m wearing right now?”, I asked.

“No, what’s wrong with them? No stains or anything.”

I frowned.

“I get it that a girl like you pays a lot of attention to her appearance, but you seem to be panicking too much.”

What.

I tried to walk around. No one seemed to pay any attention. Is there anyone who’ll comment on a guy crossdressing?!

“What are you doing here?”, Wendy asked. “Our next lesson is P.E.! We have to get going and change clothes.”

Wendy grabs my arm and drags me to the girls’ changing room. I walk towards the lockers. Several girls eyed me over, but with no comment from their side. I open my own locker, and I see my own stuff, but the clothes that are there are girls’ clothes.

…what the hell was that?

I woke up, feeling fairly refreshed. I looked at the alarm clock.

“FUCK! It’s 11! I overslept!”, I shouted, while trying to get up as soon as possible.

Fumbling around, I got up from the bed, but suddenly fell because somehow I tripped on my own pants.

“Ow.”

I lifted my legs and left the pants on the floor. Then, I ran to the bathroom. I felt that my body was lighter than usual. I looked at the bathroom mirror. It was an unusual sight. The person in the mirror moved in response to every my move, but it wasn’t me. Somehow most of the details didn’t quite match. I looked at them more closely, from head to toes. The hair was nearly reaching the shoulders, and the color of it matched my own. The face had a smooth skin, nearly babylike. The person wore the same pajama shirt I was wearing, but it was unfit to their physique. Two visible bumps were protruding out of that person’s chest. This raised the alarm signs in my brain. I moved my hands towards my chest. I felt a soft sensation. My fears were confirmed.

“WHY DO I HAVE BOOBS?”, I shouted.

I touched my body all over, feeling a smooth, soft skin. Desperately trying to deny what was happening, I moved my hands between my legs.

“It’s… it’s gone!”, I cried out. How does one become a girl overnight? How?

I asked myself in my thoughts.

Soon enough, I recalled my yesterday’s conversation.

“I have to meet Wendy as soon as possible!”

That means I have to leave my house. Leaving the house means I have to dress up. Dress up means I have to wash myself.

So I took off my clothes and walked under the shower. I can’t believe I’m about to do this. But I don’t have a choice.

I took a better look at myself. “There’s no way I’ll be able to hide these.”, I said.

I cupped one of the breasts with my hand. Even while standing straight up, it’s large enough to fill my entire hand.

It’s so soft… I wonder how would…

“This is not the time for my horny fantasies! I’m already late!”, I interrupted myself, and got down to washing my body, with as little excitement as possible.

After that, I browsed through the cabinet, looking for clothes that could possibly fit me. Digging through, I found a old shirt that I didn’t bother throwing away, but happened to be smaller than the size I’m currently wearing. This bad habit of mine of not throwing away old clothes actually saved my butt today. I finished dressing up and ran to catch a bus.

After a while later, I managed to get to uni without any incidents. I nervously looked around, searching for Wendy. She was nowhere to be found.

If I won’t meet her earlier, I’ll just have to hope she keeps her promise and she’ll be there as promised at 5PM, and in the meantime attempt to not stand out from the crowd.

“Oh, hi there!”, I heard Eric’s voice.

“How are you doing, Pa…”

I turn around.

“Oh, sorry, I got the wrong person.”, Eric said.

He can’t recognize me? That’s convenient, I don’t really want to face him right now, who knows what ideas he may get.

So I tried moving away from Eric, to avoid his stares.

It’s about 5PM, the same place as yesterday.

“Wow, you turned out nicely.”, I heard.

I immediately recognized Wendy’s voice.

“HOW COME I’M A GIRL?”, I shouted to her.

“You drank a potion which turned you into a girl. Why are you surprised?”, Wendy asked.

“Why do you treat it as something normal? People don’t usually change sex overnight!”, I said. “What will I do with my life? How will I attend uni? My life is over!”

“It’s not like I didn’t warn you before you drank that bottle.”, Wendy said. “And besides, it’s not like your life is over. Half of the world are women.”

“How will I explain this to everyone? It’s not like I’ll just say ‘oh, hey, Patrick is a girl now’ to my mom, dad, and my friends. Can I turn back?”

“I’ll help you with explanations. And yes, you can turn back. After all, since a potion managed to change you, the same potion can turn you back. But…”

“But…?”, I asked.

“Would you even want to?”, she asked seductively, moving her left hand’s index finger across my chest, and touching my chin with her right hand’s index finger.

“We’ll go on dates, buy some cute clothes, watch movies in your room and chill… Patricia.”

I squirmed at the thought of me shopping for women’s clothes.

“For what reason did I turn into a girl anyway?”

“I’m a lesbian. Normally I would’ve rejected you outright, but I’ve known you for a bit, so I thought this could work out.”

“It still feels too weird. I’ve been a guy my whole life. How am I expected to behave like a girl now? I’ll be a freak!”

“C’mon, you’ve got so far, other guys who had asked me out gave up earlier than you. Do you want to pussy out now?”, she said.

“Hmmm…”

“Give it a try, I promise I’ll make it worth it.”, she attempted to convince me.

“All right, I’ll give it a try for a week.”

“Yay! Now we’re girlfriend and girlfriend!”

“So what do we do now?”

“First we should get you in some clothes that won’t make you look suspicious.”

“What?”

“These are clearly boys’ clothes, and they’re too big for you now.”

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depmode · 6 years

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ive been trying to find the energy to write a "fjord attempts to get along with frumpkin" fic as sort of like a gen-but-also-preship kind of thing (cause lets be honest if hes gonna start smooching caleb he cant keep calling frumpkin the devil, u gotta accept a man and his cat they are a package deal fjord) but i will likely never find the energy so im just gonna.....put it out into the world.

fjord realizing that the group is really starting to come together and get along but there is still that damn cat that he stays away from. so, ok, lets try and remedy that, i guess. attempts to sit near him or pet him in hopes of maybe getting used to him (spoiler alert, allergies dont work that way, but good try buddy). trying to talk to him in passing since everyone else seems to chat with him freely, even though it feels super weird to talk to a cat, and somehow frumpkin stares at him like he understands and also knows all his secrets and it's unsettling...yet somehow relaxing. frumpkin coming to his aid in a fight and fjord wondering if that was just caleb or maybe the cat on its own, and realizing the furry mascot of the M9 helps out in a lot of ways. etc. etc. I MEAN IM JUST SAYING.....u can do it fjord. bond with that magic cat. do it for your (future) boy.

imagine: fjord awkwardly holding frumpkin up, arms held out away from him at full length, frowning a bit with his nose scrunched up as he is trying not to sneeze. frumpkin looking at him with a mlem face. it’s a good mental image pls try it for yourself.

#text by me #critical role #fjord #widofjord #i mean this is me assuming travis isnt going to make fjord die at the touch of a cat much like himself LOL that would be...too much #anyway yes im still thinking about that 'for you i will do it' line from last ep so sue me #was it likely just a joke directed to jester/laura? yes #will i still cling to it until the day i die? also yes #i am also allergic to cats but i will NEVER give them up! ever! love is suffering fjord. lmao.

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mlembug · 7 months

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Untitled Story

Originally published: 23th of February 2021 Summary: Supportive gf and an eggy bf

It's been a month since I asked out my crush and we decided to go out.

A few days ago said she has something very special planned for me today. So we decided to meet in her house. I wonder what could that be?

I knocked on the door. Soon enough, the doors opened, with my girlfriend standing in the doorframe, saying "Hi, c'mon in!"

I entered her room, with her behind me.

"I'm gonna lock the door so no one bothers us.", she said, and took a shopping bag she had on her desk. She pulled a frilly blue dress out of it, and said "See? This is what I mean!"

"Ummm... I'm really happy for you, but I don't get what you mean. You'd look cute in anything, after all. That's how girls are.", I said.

"I was actually thinking of you when I picked it.", she winks.

"I... still don't get it?", I responded, with continued confusion.

"You know exaaaactly what I mean.", she teasingly said, "I can see the longing look into girls' clothes section when we go out shopping."

I gulped, and said "What... do you mean?"

"I also mean this festival of emotions of yours, whenever I am with my girl friends.", she said, "I'm gonna let you taste what you consider a forbidden fruit".

"I'm not a crossdressing pervert or anything! Besides, a lot of guys wonder how it would be like to be a girl.", I took offense to her comments.

"Yeah, a lot of them do. Which is why I don't consider you a pervert. Put on the dress."

"I would just look terrible in it. Like a guy in a dress."

"Don't worry, I will take care of that. Put on the dress while I'll prepare the rest."

While I was struggling with the dress, my girlfriend has been preparing concealers, foundation, mascara and eye shadows. Soon enough, I took off the clothes I had, aside from the boxers, and put on the dress.

She turned to me and said "Good, good. Now turn your head to my side and let me do my magic."

She spent a lot of time touching up my face, which seem to have taken forever. "Just a bit more", she said, while applying mascara on my eyelashes. Soon afterwards, she put a wig on my head, and put a hair clip on the wig's hair.

"...and, done!", my girlfriend proudly said.

I felt super flushed from embarrassment.

I lowered my head.

"Now let's see how you look", said my girlfriend, and held my hand while we walked to the other side of the room, and placed me in front of a full length mirror.

"Is... is that me?", I was shocked. I have no clue what witchcraft she has done, but I could hardly believe that it's me.

My girlfriend hugged me from behind. "See how cute you are? And you like it, too. I haven't seen a smile so wide on your face before."

"Uuuuuu... I feel so embarrassed."

"Awww... Don't worry, I am not judging you. You are not harming anyone, and I completely do not mind. After all, I enjoy feeling cute, so why shouldn't you?"

"But... I'm a boy...", I responded, feeling more shame.

"Are you still worried about such trifling matters? It's not like the clothes have a gender. Or is it that...?", my girlfriend said, followed by an "aha!" reaction.

"What?", I puzzledly asked.

"Is it that being a boy bothers you?", she asked what seem to be an armour-piercing question.

"I guess not, why would it bother me?", I deflected.

"I kinda have my suspicions. I wanna confirm it with you, but you'll have to be willing to experiment a bit with me.", she said.

"What sort of experiment?", I asked.

"We'll check whether you'll feel better when not being a boy."

"And how do we do that? It's not like you're some sort of magician who will turn me into a girl."

"Well, no, I am not. So I will need a bit of cooperation on your side, sweetie."

"Wait, what do you mea-", I got interrupted by her placing a finger on my lip.

"You're my girlfriend now, honey.", she said, "While I can't physically change you, I could make you feel like you're one, at least, for now."

"Ummm, but that would be just so weird!", I blurted.

"If you dislike it that greatly then we can stop as soon as you tell me.", she said, attempting to calm me down.

"Ummmm, no, it's not t-that bad, I guess, ha ha."

"Good. Just please tell me when you want to stop."

"Sure I will.", I assured her.

"With that in mind, we should try more things to get you in the mood.", she said, pulling adorable pink panties from the bag. She then said, "We should go all the way. With this you will gain awareness that you are a woman."

"Having second thoughts about that. How will I do that by wearing them, with what I have down there?"

"That's okay, we can hide it between your legs. I can help you, or, if you aren't in the mood for me touching you down there, you can do it yourself."

"It's okay, I think I'll do it myself."

So reached with my hands below the dress, and reached toward my boxers, and I took them off. Soon enough I picked the panties and put them on, carefully tucking 'it' away.

"I did it."

"There, there.", my girlfriend pat my head. "Good girl."

Why does that make me feel so warm?

"I-I'm feeling weird!", I whimpered.

"Oh.", she held her hand.

"I didn't say I want you to stop, though", I said.

And so my girlfriend continued patting me and calling me a "good girl".

A dozen minutes later, I asked a question.

"Say, if one day, a wizard somehow actually turned me into a girl, would you leave me?", I said.

"Oh, sweetie, is that what you were worried about all along? I like you for being you, for your personality. Whether you're a boy, a girl, or neither of those, I feel it would change nothing for what I feel for you.", she said, "for you see, I actually lied a bit before."

"What... what do you mean?", I asked worriedly.

"You mentioned that it's common for guys to wonder how it is to be a girl, and confirmed that. However, when I asked my guy friends, they deny that. One of them said he wondered about it just once in his entire lifetime."

Tears were forming in my eyes. I'm feeling so confused.

"It's okay, it is okay.", my girlfriend immediately went for the hug. "We'll figure this out together. You just need to be honest with yourself."

"Okay", I said.

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mlembug · 7 months

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Click me!

Description: Are you curious enough to do this? Originally published: 6th of August 2019

CONTENT WARNING: M->F gender transformation of the person reading the story, assumes the person reading it is an egg, possession, kinda horny

Oh, you actually did it!

Just why exactly though? Are you expecting something from me? Because I know that you do. You just don’t know it yet. You’ll need to embrace your feelings.

Are you feeling a little lightheaded right now? Feel free to lie down. Focus on your own body.

You feel relaxed. Hang on in there for a moment. Do you feel it? This slight touch on your neck?

Don’t bother looking down, you won’t see anything either way. I’m possessing you from the inside. You’ll be sharing a body with me for a while. Don’t worry though, I’ll make sure to leave it as soon as possible. I’ll also make you feel all better. Like a whole new person.

You can’t see it, but I’ve made your Adam’s apple disappear. I see you’re trying to move your hand to it. Don’t bother, it’s all gone already. Your voice pitch raised too, and you sound like an anime girl.

…don’t tell me you actually liked your own voice, did you? Oh well, you won’t get it back. :)

I also took the liberty of eliminating any possibility of you growing a beard or a moustache ever again. Are you frowning? Don’t be, a manly beard or a moustache would never fit your style. So I’m helping you.

I am also touching your cheeks and the forehead. Your face is slightly smaller, smoother and rounder. You don’t see it, but it’s actually quite adorable. Now then, what should I do with you now? Oh, I know.

Your hair is getting softer, and longer. It’s also straight and dark now. It’s reaching up to your shoulders now, but it’s growth is not stopping. Soon enough, it will reach down to the waist level. Should you not like this, you’ll be able to change it to any hairstyle you desire.

You should be feeling prickly sensation all over your body. It’s your body hair disappearing. No, no, don’t move, it will only speed up the process if you do. Also I’m making your skin feel so soft. Yes, I am turning you into a girl.

You didn’t want that? What were you doing here then? Why would you click on that link? Deep down, we both know you were never the man you thought yourself to be. Why are you resisting?

You feel the world around you get bigger. It’s actually you getting smaller though. Your shoulders are getting narrower, too. I’m gonna make you so tiny and cute, you’ll never question your femininity ever again.

Your hands feel so small and dainty. I’ve decorated your fingernails to have a beautiful shade of red. I also made your feet to be smaller, too. You’ll be able to fit all the heels and sandals you could want to wear.

Your nipples feel puffy. Don’t touch them now, because it will be painful for you. Just wait it over for a while. Yes, hang on, it will be over soon.

…

They’re large enough to be pushing against your clothes right now. Quite a surprise, isn’t it?

Are you feeling ticklish on your belly? You definitely should. This fat you’ve accumulated there… it belongs somewhere else. You feel it slowly shifting towards your hips. And to your chest. Yesssss… Feel it. Feel it all over. Your chest is growing out nicely. These two girls will need a big bra to hold them. Yes, a bra. You may have never needed it before, but surely will need it, starting from today. You’ll be wearing it with pride, too.

You still claim you’re a boy? Oh, stop it. We both know you’re just lying to yourself at this point.

This thing down there, it looks like it’s getting excited about the whole thing. You think it’s just your own quirk? Nah, it’s just a sign your body likes this and expects me to continue. And so I will.

You feel a slight touch on it. It’s shrinking now, and you can’t do anything about it. Yessssss…

Mmmmmmmm…

It’s all smooth now, but you’re still feeling horny.

You still want to turn back? Do you?

I thought so :)

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mlembug · 7 months

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Feeling catty

Description: Today is the worst. Surely tomorrow will be better... Originally published: 28th of June 2019 Summary: Main character turns into a cat (just a regular cat), gets adopted

I’ve been feeling like garbage all day. Been walking down the road, all dejected. The drizzling rain only added to the depressing atmosphere.

“Sorry, but I don’t just see us that way, can we be friends instead?”, I recalled the conversation from yesterday.

Nothing I do ever matters, why do I even bother.

A sudden light appeared out of nowhere.

“Would you want your life to be better?”, I heard a girl’s voice.

“It’s not like it can get worse.”

The light got very bright, so I covered my eyes. My entire body felt the pain. Everything around me grew bigger and bigger, but then I realized, it was actually me who got smaller. What’s happening to me? Before long, I realized my entire body was covered with hair. My fingers merged together and then my hands morphed into paws! I wanted to shout for help.

“Meoow”, I meowed.

I can’t believe it, I’m turning into a cat!

I fell on all fours. It actually became difficult to stand on my legs.

I saw a cardboard box, and I felt compelled to jump into it. With this, I knew I was a cat in body and mind.

It felt very comfortable, despite the box not having a cover, and the rain all over.

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“Mommy, mommy, look, a cat!”, a little girl said. “Can we adopt it?”

“Only if you’ll be responsible for it, Kathy.”, her mom said.

“Yes, yes, mom, I’ll feed it, clean after it, please, please…”, Kathy said.

“Alright.”

The little girl walked toward me and tried to call to me.

“Poor kitty, left out in the rain. Would you like me to be your new owner?”, she said, while extending her hands towards me.

With me becoming a cat a mere hours earlier, I thought it would be a good idea to have somebody feed me, at least for now.

I left the box and walked toward her.

“Oh, you would? Hurray!”, she said.

I jumped into her arms, and we walked away.

Kathy patted my head. Feeling content, I purred loudly.

Yesterday my heart was broken. Today I’m receiving plenty of love.

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