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So, uhm...
Hey! It's The Shift Shop owner, Timotheo Lee. Before we hit 2,000 followers, I think it's time for me to be clear not just with everyone but also with myself.
As you may see, I have been going on and off with writing for a bunch of time recently. Having 3-5 months or every 1 year of being inactive, and I honestly try my best to upload more stories and stuff. But these past few months are really something.
I've been writing eroticas about transformation for over 5 years now. This was not my only blog I have created before. I had a bunch of stories in CYOC as well. It felt like writing erotica and fantasizing about transformation had become a big part of my life, and there's where we see the problem.
I am very sorry for this, but I think this is for the best. I really enjoyed seeing everyone like each of my stories, but I have came to the point of my life where it is time for me to stop writing eroticas. It is very frequent for me to prioritize satisfying my sexual interest than focusing on important things. My pleasures and fantasies had fixated theirselves in transformation to the point my partner could not satisfy me unless I start imagining men transforming.
Please dont forget how much I loved everyone who supported this blog. No worries, I wont be deleting my stories. I'm really happy I made everyone feel good using words they see on screen. Thank you so much.
It's time for me to slowly find better ways to satisfy myself as well. Maybe I'll stay as someone who love fantasizing transformations, but now's the time to slowly prioritize other things.
Love you all ♡
Your Dearest,
Timotheo Lee
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Mourning Lost Ones - Part 2
PART 1 of the Mourning Lost Ones Series
“I can’t seem to make it work.”
Frustrated, Goli walked back out of the 15th door we tried using as a way to get back to the shop. Usually, this is the best way to go to back whenever we were needed to go out to the outside world. It seems like we can’t get back, or the portal that connects the outside world to the shop had been severed.
“Do you have any ideas?” Goli asked.
“I...” My head dropped down.
I’m supposed to be the one tasked for this kind of job. The clairvoyant of the team. The one who foresees things that may come and warn the others, and the one who can be able to plan out what to do to avoid the dangers. I wasn’t able to do that.
“Hey, hey. Jules.” Goli lifted my chin up. “It’s alright. It’s not your fault.”
Tears fell down my eyes and Goli immediately came to my arms.
“We’ll work this out. Don’t worry. For now, let’s go relax somewhere for a moment. It’s your first time going outside your timeline, yeah?”
I nodded and wiped my tears, but as soon as I try to stop them, I wail once more.
“Hey~ You know what let’s just go!”
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“First few weeks since I was adopted to be part of the staffs, it wasn’t even a month, and we’ll experience something like this.” I said in between munching down the sweet pastry Goli had bought for me. “Damn this is my first time eating this kind of food. What do you call this again?”
“It’s a cake. I’m glad you liked it as much I liked it when I first tried it too.” Goli smiled. “Slow down, you kid.” Goli said as he watch me munch faster on the food.
“Dare call me a kid. I’m literally four centuries older than you are.” I joked, pointing a fork at him.
“Well, physically, I look older than you are.” Goli laughed.
“Care to explain me why, again? I’m still having a hard time with our age system.” I said, dropping the fork on the plate.
“Well, first of all, it doesn’t matter which timeline we are born. Even though you’re from the 1300s or I’m from the 1700s, what matters is our physical age.” He explained. “You’re 20, right? I mean on the day Uncle Lee adopted you.” He asked.
“Yeah.” I answered. “So, I’m 20 until my next birthday? No additional centuries or anything?” I continued.
“None.” He replied. “I was adopted by Uncle Lee 10 years ago. I was from the 1700s. He found me when the Burmese we’re taking over Ayutthaya City in the Old Thailand. I was 18 that time. The city was burning, and I had no place to go. Uncle Lee was just in time to take me in for refuge.” He rambled. “Well, that was 10 years ago. Which makes me 28. Basically 8 years older than you are despite the large gap between centuries because of time travel.”
We went silent for a moment. Goli rambled about his past for a reason, yet he just shrugged them off.
“You know... You’re not the only one who’s still sad about the past.” I added. “Honestly I thought I’ll be dead when the Mongols invaded China, but it was you and Uncle Lee who had saved me.”
Goli stared at me and looked away. “You had to be taken care of. You were writhing in hunger. You’re skinny until now even when we help you with magic.”
“Still, I thank you and Uncle Lee. You have taken good care of me in the past weeks.” I said, eating the last piece of the cake. “And I’m not just letting all that end here. We need to find a way to get back to the shop and save the others.”
Goli chuckled. He smiled at me and stood up. “You’re really something, kiddo.” He started walking towards the door of the store. “Let’s go. Uncle Lee matters this much to us. We can’t just stay here while knowing he’s in danger.”
“We’ll find a way.” I said.
“We’ll find a way.” Goli repeated.
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Goli and I spent the rest of the day trying to figure out what to do to get back to the shop. We went door to door, trying to see if at least one of the doors work, but no avail. Goli suggested a lot of things. We tried touching mirrors, running into suspiciously placed trees. So much. We had done so much, and the more we try things and fail, the more we feel like we’re never going back.
Exhausted, Goli just sat down on a nearby staircase and took a deep breath.
“We should spend the night somewhere. I think the fight earlier took a lot of energy from us. We can think better the next day.” I suggested.
“I... I can’t just give up right now. We need to find the shop.” Goli placed both his hands to his face in frustration.
“I know, but we’re not giving up. We just need rest. Maybe we’ll find better ways to get back to the Shift Shop once we can think better.”
Just then, I felt a presence behind me.
“Excuse me,” A man in a denim jacket said as he walked towards us.
“Are you somehow talking about The Shift Shop?”
Goli stared at the man, eyes wide.
“Y-You’re...!”
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Not a question, more a statement/compliment. Thanks for including photos and stories around Asian guys. As an Asian dude, it means a lot to have representation in this niche space. Please keep up the great work, I always look forward to seeing your new posts!
Thank you! I honestly don't see that much Asian TFs here in Tumblr. but if anyone else know a blog dedicated for it, please do share!
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The Necklace of Names is one of the most creative and hottest stories I've read recently! Do you plan on using the item in future stories?
Most items I have shown are very important 😉
It's just a matter of whether I'll be able to execute their re-usage well soon.
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Mourning Lost Ones - Part 1
"T-The magic! It's going bonkers!"
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"Ha....!" I made a long gasped and turned. I could've sworn I felt something behind me. Some presence of some sort. My heart is beating fast to the point of breaking out my chest.
It was the day after our last customer, Paul, came for a visit. Uncle Lee had reverted me back to my original body. As I am dressing up, my skin crawled as I felt something.
Something's wrong, and it's nothing ordinary.
I hurried to the main lobby and bumped to Goli.
"Why the rush, Jules?" Goli aksed as he petted my head.
"There's something coming-"
As soon as I spoke, every possible light disappeared, as if the shop was enveloped by a thick black cloth. Even the candles, although lit, wouldn't show any light. Every staff panicked.
I heared another staff, Froile, scream at the top of his lungs.
The silence was deafening after that. Everyone went mute, waiting for something to happen. Goli pulled me into his arms, his tall, lean body covered my lanky body.
The door opened. We can't see anything, but we know for a fact that there was someone there. I can almost feel him grin. It was a form of a human person, but something about its presence is making me think otherwise.
Almost immediately, a soft whirring noise came from behind us.
"Everyone, brace yourselves!" I heared Uncle Lee screamed as he rush towards us, and was then followed by a loud screeching noise of a banshee.
We are under attack.
I can feel the entity by he door grow. There was a large thud heard across the room as its large feet dropped on the floor.
Uncle Lee pulled out a batton and whipped it in front of him as the entity attacked, just in time to summon a barrier. With every impact of whatever was in front of us with the barrier, bright light shone.
I saw the entity through the flashing lights. It was big. Almost touching the high ceiling of the shop. It was like it's made up of pure black matter. It's body constantly swirled like whirlwinds, taking most of the items on its side of the shop with it.
It made another pound against the barrier and we saw Uncle Lee struggle to push through.
"Everyone! Positions!" Goli shouted. "Grab the battons by the counter and help Uncle Lee!"
Goli broke our hug, but he never had let go of my arm. He pulled me to the counter and both of us grabbed the batton while the others do the same.
Everyone rushed to help Uncle Lee and stood by his side. We grew the barrier altogether.
"Push!" Uncle Lee ordered, and everyone attempted to push forward, only to be brought back by how strong this entity is.
"One more!" We once again pushed, but it won't budge.
Soon, the entity mashed against the barrier again, Froile flew out and rolled. He tried to activate his barrier again, but it seems like his batton broke. Just a fee seconds after, 2 other staffs were brought to the back and had their battons broken.
"Argh!" Goli fell back as well. His batton whirred its last remaining life until it shut down fully.
"Uncle Lee! Jules!" Froile pointed upwards, and there we saw the entity preparing to give its one final blow.
"Take cover!" Uncle Lee screamed at the others.
Our last barriers were finally broken. Uncle Lee and I got thrown all the way to the counter due to the impact.
Once again, it was dark. We can't see anything. It was almost as silent as before, except for the sound of the heavy footsteps walking towards us.
"No... Not now...." Uncle Lee muttered under his breath.
We can't just accept out fate here. The shop...
The sounds of the heavy footsteps died to a small humane one. The entity had brought itself back to its previous form as it approached us.
The single light bulb on the ceiling lit up and shone down the entity, making it finally visible.
It was of a pale Asian man, naked due to the fact that its clothes probably had ripped through its transformation. It grinned at us. Its eyes are pure black.
"Hello, Lee." The entity spoke in multiple pitches. Chaotic as its form. "Seems like the business came a huge hit."
"Why.... now....?" Uncle Lee struggled to get back up.
"You know why I'm here." The entity said in a very mocking tone. "I came to take what had to be mine."
"Alfons..." Uncle Lee gasped. "What happened to you..."
"This shop belongs so me!" The entity once again screeched as pounded on the floor.
The floors of the shop cracked. Dark smoke came out of every broken shards. They were moving so fast.
My eyes widened. The shop... It's....
"Run!" Uncle Lee threw a coin at Goli.
"W-Wait!" As soon as he coin touched Goli's skin, he quickly came and grabbed me.
Everything was happening to quickly. Goli and I warped. I might my presence get torn apart together with Goli. Our existance were being transported somewhere else. Soon I found Goli lying on top of me. His weight was heavy, but with the lack of strength, I couldn't push him off me. I slowly opened my eyes are realized we're both lying on the concrete floor in some hidden corner in the outside world.
"W-We're outside."
"We got away."
"The shop..."
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TSS Shorts - Swallowed a Seed
Have your parents ever told you before that if you swallowed a seed, it'll grow in you?
Well, turns out it was indeed the orange seed I accidentally swallowed last week that has been making me grow.
Ah- I can feel my torso pushing up, making me taller. Wish it'll stop soon. Where did mom get that fruit from?
Look at my body now. I used to be 19 but I may even surpass my older brothers soon.
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TSS Shorts — The Long Gone.
"Dude! What the fuck!" The man screamed as he saw me melted in front of him.
Good oppurtunities should never be wasted. If I have to find a new body, I have to.
I jumped to the man's leg, climbing my way up to his thigh as he try to swat me away, but the more he hold onto me, the more I spread.
He couldn't do anything, I am already coating most of his skin and soon, his body is mine.
Finally taking over his mind, I controlled his breathing and his movements. I smirked with my new lips and explored my new body.
I need to find Timotheo Lee.
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Heyyy 👋🏽 I'm glad you're back! You're one of my favorite writers on Tumblr, and I kept going back to your stories because they're just that enjoyable. I'm glad you're sharing your creativity with us again. Hope you fully recover soon!💖
P.S. Do you accept photo submissions? :)
Hey! Thanks a lot! I'm really trying myself to write some stuff to look foreward too soon! Really hope I can make it come true.
I accept photo submissions, but unfortunately, I can't fully commit to responding to tf requests yet.
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Changes Happen All The Time. You're Just Aren't Aware Of It
"Here's a long transformation story to keep up with my debt." - Uncle Lee
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Finally, graduation. Ron and Paul had finally finished college and it was time for the childhood friends to come back to their home town. The two were unseparable every since childhood. Until they were college, they both went to the same university, taking the same course, living in the same dorm room.
On this day, it's was time to bring all their stuff back home. Paul is already done with his, with Ron driving him back and forth, so this time, it was Paul's time to help Ron bring all his stuff back.
"Eyes on the road, man. I swear you're going off the road" Paul tapped his buddy as he continue fidgeting with his phone.
Paul is your averarage college senior. Although wanting to build muscles, his studies get in the way, making him stay on an average build. Not too skinny, yet not that fat. Although his studies matter so much, he never backs down from adventures especially when it's with Ron.
"Yeah, well. We're basically in a deserted area. No cars, no buildings, and frankly, I don't think I'll hit something either way." Ron argued, still listening to Paul and makes sure the van is on he right lane.
Ron on the other hand can be mistaken for a stereotypical jock bro if only he's not known for being one of the top notchers in the university, and also maybe because of his rectangular glasses. He is lean with muscle and he lives showing off both his brain and brawn. He has an average amount of body hair on his face, chest, arms, and legs, which most of the time were kept trimmed.
Both had been long good friend despite differences especially with preferences. A very inseparable pair.
"I'm honestly kinda thirsty. Think we can find some place to buy drinks around here?" Ron followed, eyeing for any buildings in the horizon.
"I bet not." Paul answered. "I can find you some water from the back if you want."
"Naw.. We already drank them all. Thought we only had two of our own bottles." Ron replied.
"Alright, let's see..." Paul went to his map app and scanned for any shop the map app, and sure enough one suddenly appeared.
Paul could've sworn that wasn't there before, but eh, it's probably just because we didn't zoom in enough.
"Here's one, just a few more kilometers away." Paul showed Ron.
Ron drove to the location of the said shop and lo and behold, there was one shop just along the road in the middle of nowhere.
They parked on the edge of the road in front of the shop, turned the van off and went out together. As Paul checked the condition of their van, Ron walked near the store.
"Hey, I'll go ask for some water. You can wait for me out here" Paul said.
"Yeah, sure. I'll just check if we're still good here." Ron replied, tapping on the van's hot wheels.
As Paul walked near the shop, he started to feel all tingly and weird. As if he's entering a separate dimension of some sort through a force field. A large sign is placed just above the wooden door.
"The Shift Shop" Paul read.
Without anymore hesitation, Paul proceeds and marvelled at the view of the inside.
Through he wooden door, it wasn't like anything from the outside. It felt like one of the shops you see in your favorite fantasy movies. There were areas with sparkling contraptions, a flying phoenix roaming the store, small fireworks exploding in different colors, it all looked magical.
Paul closed the door and proceeded deeper. It may seem magical, but there were shelves displaying products as if it's Walmart. Paul saw food, hygiene products, electronics, dairy, snacks, and anything you may imagine. There was even an area for clothes and accessories. Paul was too much in awe that he forgot what he came in for.
Soon, he reached the counter. A bell on top of it rang automatically to acknowledge his presence and to notify the owner that a visitor had come by, almost too automatic to look like it has a life of its own.
"Just a moment!" Paul heard a deep voice coming from behind the curtain across the other side of the counter, although he swear the voice spoke of a different language, probably Korean, yet somehow he understood it automatically.
The bell rang again, rushing the man to come out as soon as possible. "Told you, Bell, to wait for a moment! I'm... you know what nevermind." The man spoke again and Paul confirmed it was Korean, yet he understood.
The man finally walked out of the curtain, and Paul gasped at the fair skinned Asian hunk wearing a thick-framed glasses. He was topless with a messy wet hair, wearing only a long beige dress pants, buckled with a black belt.
"Apologies, but my bell is always so eager to have me come and greet my visitors. I just finished taking a bath and, yeah I guess it's evident." The man spoke, this time in English. As he finish speaking, he wears the white plain shirt he was holding, "Welcome to the Shift Shop. I'm guessing this is your first time?"
"Y-Yeah. It's honestly... amazing here." Paul managed to mutter.
"Thanks, that's centuries of good work." The man chuckled, "I'm the owner of the shop, Timotheo Lee, or you can just call me Uncle Lee."
"Uncle?" Paul chuckled. The man does not look like he's old enough to be his uncle, nor be anyone's uncle anyway. He seem to be just around 25, and those youthful muscle and smooth skin did all the talking. "Is that a pen name or something?"
"Oh, I'm not kidding about the century thing. I'm older than what you think." Uncle Lee smirked.
"Really?" Paul didn't bother lengthening the discussion about his age. The shop itself already seemed so unreal. The man could even be a older than how many centuries he guess. Instead, his eyes roamed around the room.
Uncle Lee chuckled once more and moved closer to her customer. "Seems like you're looking for something, I mean you proceeded deeper into my shop. You're thirsty for something magical, aren't you?"
Paul laughed. "I'm honestly just 'thirsty' thirsty" He replied, "But something magical doesn't seem like a bad idea."
Uncle Lee tapped on his bell "Jules!" He called out and suddenly a short nerdy suited up staff appeared from thin air.
"S-Sir!" Jules replied, stuttering.
"Guide our new visitor to some areas he might fancy" Uncle Lee winked at Jules.
Jules seemed to almost melt just by his boss's wink. He made a soft 'aww' right after the man did so. "Y-Yes, sir!" Jules gave a salute and invited Paul to some part of the shop.
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Paul had roamed around longer than he expected. He tried a bunch of testers and witnessed different kinds of magic while in the store, all of which Jules let Paul try on him.
There were fruits that turn people older or younger. There were gadgets that help you fulfil your wishes. There were literally a lot to see, but soon enough Paul stopped by a certain product that catched his eyes.
"A jade necklace?" Paul asked.
"Oh, not just any jade necklace" Jules said in a deep rumbling voice. Throughout all the testing, Jules ended up with a body of a 40 year old body builder with dog ears and tails that matches his white hair. "It's the Necklace of Names."
"Necklace of Names?" Paul repeated.
"Necklace of Names" Jules repeated back. "It's supposed to make the wearer able to change whoever he calls in a different name, and the other person will never know the changes!" Jules exclaimed. "Let's have this for an example: I'm wearing the necklace and I called you by any name aside from your actual name, for instance, I called you 'gramps'. You'll turn into a grandpa version of yourself!" Jules explained. "Or if I call you by a name of a famous actor, or someone I know, that'll automatically change you to that person. It's honestly best if you an try it yourself."
Jules takes the necklace and brought it to Paul's hand.
"And the person I change won't notice a thing?" Paul asked for confirmation while looking at the green pendant the necklace has.
"They certainly wont and their mind and personality will also adapt," Jules answered. "And in most cases, reality also adjusts, but you still have to be careful".
"If it's magic, bet it has some sort of consequences once I started using this, no? I mean just like in the movies" Paul asked
Jules nodded "Exactly." He said, "But if you wanna try it on just like what you did to the other products, don't worry, we had the consequence feature turned off when it's just for testing. But for this specific bad boy..." Jules tapped on he necklace. "I honestly don't think you'll consider it a consequence. Bet you'll even like it. I can tell you what it is unless you like surprises."
"Surprises, huh." Paul looked at the necklce and back to Jules "Yeah, I'm up for surprises. I'll figure it out on my own"
"Great! So a keeper?" Jules smiled.
"A keeper."
Paul was convinced already and didn't even have to try it on Jules. They walked back to the counter and paid.
"Mhmm. The Necklace of Names." Uncle Lee sang. "You have a great taste." He looked at me and back at the necklace. "That would be a dollar."
A dollar? That's so cheap for this quality and he expected more. Paul brought his wallet from his pocket and pulled out 2 dollars and placed it on the counter.
"This shouldn't be just a dollar. It even looks expensive." Paul remarked.
"Oh, Paul. It's alright. It really is just a dollar." Uncle Lee nodded and adjusted his glasses. "This shop does not really run from profit. This exchange is merely just like signing a contract by barter." He continued. "I prefer to know you're enjoying the magic than earning money from the magic."
Paul stared at Uncle Lee and his eyes lit it.
"And you know, I choose my customers well. I know you'll do great with our items." Paul smiled.
"Thank you." Paul smiled by the compliment. He's starting to understand why Jules reacts all shy around him.
"Anyways, I'll keep the other dollar. You best be on your way to your trip, and you, Jules..." Uncle Lee trailed off, looking at the silver fox hunk Jules had turned into. "Let's come to the back. I have to do something with that thick ass of yours" He winked at Jules and then waved goodbye to Paul. "Take care, Paul."
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Paul left the store with a smile. He really had paid for the necklace with just a dollar. He decided to put it on and walked back to the van.
There was Ron, now holding 2 big bottles of water he got somewhere.
"Dude, where did you go? What took you so long?" Ron has his eyebrow furrowed, all while taking a drink from his water.
"Ah! Right. I forgot to buy-"
"Already did that, man. I was looking for you inside the store and you weren't there. Where did you go?" Ron asked again.
"I was inside the sh-" Paul turned back to look at the shop, but gasped at what he saw.
The shop was different now. Gone with the big signage and the wooden door. It turned into a regular off-the-road convenience store. Paul kept his mouth shut and looked back to Ron.
"Let's get back on the road. It's getting dark." Ron commanded and they both went back in the van.
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It has been a few minutes and they've finally reached a populated area, and Paul still couldn't stop thinking about what happened. It was obviously not any hallucination since the necklace he bought is still hanging on his neck. Nevertheless, he'd want to try the necklace out, but to whom?
"You're unusually quiet. What's up?" Ron snapped Paul back to reality. "We passed by a lot of interesting sights earlier and you didn't even reacted like how you would."
"Nothing. Just thinking." Paul excused.
"Whatever it is, I ain't the type to just let my buddy stay silent throughout the drive. Whatchu wanna do?" Ron asked.
"Nothing, really." Paul replied, "Don't worry about it."
"Naww. C'mon." Ron then chuckled. "You know I'm not that type to pretend like I ain't seeing you're out of your usual mood."
It's really hard for Ron to endure that, and as much as he can, he tends to joke around just to make Paul laugh. And as for Paul, those damn words. It always was what reminds him of things he can never let go.
Paul always had a big crush on his childhood friend. Although he never had trully opened up to Ron about it because of the fear of losing his friend. Because of that, he always had to push those thoughts away to preserve their friendship, yet it's really hard when your friend is all affectionate like this.
"You wanna jerk off?" Ron smirked.
"What? No! Where did that come from?" Paul jumped from his seat. His heart beating too fast.
"Come on~ My bestfriend just needs a little bit of release~" Ron teased. He was joking. Paul knows that. It always had been a joke. "I'll stroke that dick if I were you. It's just the two of us anyway."
"Oh, shut up, Ron!" Paul laughed.
"What? If you don't want to, I'll stroke it for you." Ron giggled, jokingly placing a hand on Paul's thigh, immitating some stereotypical dumb jock asking for some bro time with his buddy.
"Stop that, you horny dumb jock-" Paul eye's widened as he finish his sentence. He snapped his head back to Ron as Ron suddenly groaned.
The van started to slow down until they stopped on the side of the road. Paul's eyes widened as he realized what he had just done. Ron was changing. The necklace was doing its job.
"U-Urgh..." Ron groaned as he stretched his body, his hand still on Paul's thigh, which was now massaging it. "Fuck, bro..."
Bro. Ron was turning into a "Horny Dumb Jock" he just called him.
Ron's muscles started to morph itself, changing his build in one way or another. His body hair started to disappear to look like they're cleanly shaven away. Tattoos apeared around his body, and he can feel it. The muted pain of tattoo needles crawled around his body, but it wasn't really that painful to him. It was pleasurable. Ron started to move his other hand around his body, feeling every skin. Pinching his nipple through his t-shirt, then feeling his abs inside, then moving it to paw his growing hard on. All the while his other had was roaming around Paul's thigh. Ron's clothes started to change. His shirt darkened and shifted to a tanktop, loose enough to show his chest. His glasses disappeared, and a cap formed on his head. His eyebrows furrowed harder as his old memories gets replaced by new ones. He's a horny dumb jock. He spend all his day fucking, masturbating, and jocking out. All the knowledge of a top notcher disappeared. His memories with Paul did not disappear, though some parts like their dynamics, their hobbies together, changed. Soon enough, Ron finished changing, physically and mentally.
"Fuck, bro. I really..." The newly jockified Ron groaned. "I really need to bust one out. I..."
Paul was left speechless. He did it. He accidentally used the necklace on Ron. He doesn't know how to feel about this, but there he stared at his childhood friend-slash-crush.
Ron moved his hand back to his crotch, pawing at his hard on that seemed to have grown than its original size. His other hand, still on Paul's thigh, squeeze it.
Paul was turned on and don't know why. He noticed his cock also hard in his pants, and Ron, squeezing his thigh, is making it more arousing.
"I need to... urgh.... jerk off." Ron grunted, like it is very urgent for him to release. "C-Can I?" Ron looked at Paul.
They stared at each other. Paul felt his heart beat faster than ever. At some point Paul wants to join Ron, but he's trying all his best not to.
"R-Ron...nnie" Paul tried to call on Ron, but for some reason, he called him Ronnie. He never called him that, but it seems automatic.
It was the necklace's work. Each change also gives the other person a new name. This is to have it easy for the owner to turn the other person back to their original body. And for this instance, Ron had just turned into a horny jock named Ronnie.
"Y-Yeah, go on. I-I don't mind, R-Ronnie." Paul stuttered.
"Yeah... No homo, bro, alright?" Ronnie said while pulling down on his shorts, revealing his hard cock. "Fuck..."
Paul stared at Ronnie as he jerked off. Ronnie still carressing Paul's thigh as he do so. "Yeah... No homo..." Paul repeated, staring at Ronnie's cock.
It was his first time seeing Ronnie's cock after years. Although it seems like this version of Ron has a bigger dick than the original.
The van was filled with loud sensual moans. Paul watched Ronnie's pecs bounce as he stroke his cock. Ronnie looks so hot when his face contort everytime he finds his own pleasure spots. Soon enough, Ronnie was near.
"F-Fuck, bro. I'm gonna-" Ronnie stroke faster, and he gripped harder on Paul's thigh. "I'm gonna cum!"
Ronnie came loads of cum all over his shirt, some of them landing on his cap, almost making a big mess on his van.
"O-Oh... Shit.... That feels sooo good." Ronnie limps down, taking deep breaths as he chuckle and looked back to Paul. Ronnie removed his shirt and used it to wipe all his cum off his body and his cap, and Paul had a good look on his hunky body. Ronnie noticed and smirked.
"You seem like you're hard too, bro." Ronnie eyed Paul's cock, which Paul hid on cue. "Naw, bro. You know we can be this comfortable to each other." Ronnie smiled at him. "Want me to help you out?" He asked, moving one hand back to his knee, moving up to his thigh
Paul's eyes widened. "N-No. I'm alright, Ronnie."
"You sure? You can always say No Homo anyway?" Ronnie's face gave a mild frown. "I told you if anything to make my bro happy, I'll do it."
"I-It's fine."
"Aight, suit yourself."
And they continued their drive with Ronnie, shirtless, and Paul's cock, hard.
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The rest of the drive gave Paul the opportunity to experiment on his friend. In the last 30 minutes, Paul decided to experiment more. Ron had turned into a dad, a freshman, a foreigner, and other stuff Paul managed to trigger as they converse. Satisfied and almost near their destination, Paul reverted Ron back to his original body just by calling him again in his real nickname "Ron".
Upon arriving at Ron's house, Paul could've sworn Ron had been stealing glances from him more than usual. While they we're fixing stuff, it's often for Paul to find out Ron is lost in deep thoughts. He had caught Ron staring at him, sometimes adjusting the collar of his shirt, and even his underwear.
By sunset, they are almost finished putting everything in place in Ron's room. Both Paul and Ron were left sweaty due to carrying a bunch of stuff from the van to the house.
"I gotta take a quick break." Ron said as he took his shirt off and dropped them on the side. "Could you bring the last box in?" Ron asked Paul as he sat on the chair.
"Yes, sir" Paul answered.
"Damn, that could be another trigger. " He tought to himself.
What he called him as a little vague. Ron could turn either a very well respected dad, or his professor, or someone that can dominate him in bed. As he looked back to where Ron was sitting, there he saw the new man.
Before the new Ron could speak, Paul's eyes widened and hurried himself out the room and grabbed the last remaining box. His friend, his crush, turned into one heck of a dreamboat.
Reaching the living room, Paul came to he box. It was a big box that should be carried by two people, but Paul managed to carry it himself. Although struggling, he carried it to the room.
It was hard for Paul to carry the box in while walking forward, so Paul had to turn his back and walk backwards into the door frame.
"Excuse me, this thing's heav-" Paul exclaimed as he struggled.
"Wait, lemme take care of-"
The new Ron said in a soft deep voice as he rushed to Paul's aid, but before he managed to do so, Paul tripped.
"Hey!" Ron exclaimed and ran to catch Paul, only to fall too and both of them and the box on the floor, Paul lying on top of Ron.
"You okay, kid?" Ron asked, holding onto Paul.
"Sorry, sir." Paul replied.
Paul felt something on his back, growing hard. He heard Ron clear his throat, and so he looked up to see Paul, blushing.
"S-Sir, I can feel your..."
"S-Sorry!" Ron pushed Paul off his body and slid up to sit. "I-I..."
Paul sat down to face Ron. He can see Ron's huge cock straining against his gray shorts, just enough for Paul to get hard himself too. They stared at each other's cocks then to each other's eyes. Then in one quick movement, they were kissing.
Paul broke the kiss, shying away from his indirect confession. "F-Fuck. I'm sorry." He said. "That was very impulsive."
"It's alright." Ron said, still looking at Paul's eyes. He smiled and grabbed Paul's hand and guided it to his chest.
"S-Sir..." Paul's eyes widened.
"It's fine, Paul. I want this too."
Paul melted as Ron spoke in his deep sensual voice. It was a very reassuring but sexy baritone voice coming out from the mouth of this sexy hunk his friend had turned into
"Can I?" Ron motioned to move closer.
Paul nodded and welcomed Ron. Ron slided closer to Paul and started feeling his body s he kiss him on the neck. Paul shivered as Ron finds every pleasure spots in his body. Ron took Paul's shirt off and kissed his chest, coming to a nipple. All the effort of hiding how he liked his bestfriend broke down. It was just he and him enjoying the moment.
"A-Ah!" Paul moaned. "That feels so good."
"You like that?" Ron's eyes gleamed as he ask.
"Yes, sir." Paul nodded, putting both of his hands on Ron's face.
"Call me, Russel. Paul." He requested. "I'm not your teacher anymore"
Russel. That's Ron's name in this body of a hunk. So happened that he is his professor. Former, actually. Russel was doing a great job in making Paul feel good. Both of their cocks are basically stone hard and Paul had been wanting release even before they arrived to Russel's home. Russel pulled Paul's shorts off and marveled at the cock in front of his face.
"Wow, you have a big cock..." Russel said which made Paul chuckle.
"You think? Yours is even bigger." Paul stroked Russel's cock through his shorts and made him groan.
Russel took his shorts off too, finally letting Paul see this thick hairy cock. Paul grabbed on Russel's balls and played with it before stroking his cock again.
Russel moved closer to Paul's cock. "Can I...?" Russel asked.
"Please." Paul pulled Russel's head to his cock.
Russel went straight in, sucking Paul with all his might. The room once again was filled with mostly Paul's moans. His former childhood friend, now a hunky former professor is sucking his cock so eagerly. He's almost near and he's practically begging for release.
"Sir... Russel, I'm gonna."
"Not yet." Russel stood up and carried Paul onto the bed, sitting.
Paul expected that they'll fuck. He stared at Russel's thick hard cock and shivered at the thought of how painful can it be to have that in his ass.
"W-Wait. I can't take you. You're too big!" Paul pushed on Russel.
"Who said you're the one who's gonna be fucked? Russel grinned.
Paul's eyes once again widened as Russel climed onto his cock and sat on it. Without any hesitation, Russel pushed his ass down to Paul's cock.
"A...urgh!" Both of then groaning in pleasure
"You feel so good..." Russel whimpered.
"Y-You're so tight!" Paul moaned.
Russel groaned louder as Paul pushed and hat hit his prostate. "A-Ah! Sh..." Russel then moved, riding on Paul's cock.
It was too much to handle for Paul. The hunky professor is riding his cock. He's fucking a hunk. He then motioned to kiss Russel once more as they move. Paul holds onto Russel's cock as he strokes him. Paul lied down and Russel followed. He brought his feet onto he bed and started humping Russel himself.
"I-I'm close!" Russel exclaimed.
"Y-Yeah?" Paul smirked.
"Ah... Ah! I'm gonna cum!" Russel moaned hard.
"Cum for me, Russel!"
Soon, Russel came all his load onto Paul. Some hitting his face. Paul didn't stop thrusting his cock in Russel. He went faster and soon...
"I... I'm gonna cum too..." Paul said.
Russel moved and licked Paul's nipple, driving Paul insane.
"Y-Yeah! More! I'm gonna cum!"
Paul moaned and finally, he released into Russel's ass. They moved for one more kiss, and once they broke, they chuckled at each other.
Paul pulled out. Both panting and grasping for air.
"So..." Paul trailed off
"So...?" Russel followed
Paul paused or a moment. The power he got from the Necklace of Names was great. It seemed like he almost live in every fantasy he can think of, but then again, what about his friend Ron?
He looked at Russel. This was Russel, his former professor in this new reality. He may have been his friend a moment ago, but it was all Russel who made a move on him.
It was Ron who he liked, not the dumb horny jock, Ronnie, and most certainly despite being a fantasy-brought-to-life, not this hunky professor, Russel. Paul got lost in that thought. What could even happen if he revert Ron back?
"Uhm... Wanna take a shower with me?" Russel asked, bringing his hand to Paul.
"Yeah, sure."
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They proceeded to the shower. Russel went in first, testing the temperature, then offering his hand to Paul to guide him in. Russel washed off the cum on of their bodies, then he opened up for a big warm bear hug.
Paul stuck his face in between Russel's chests, still thinking about earlier. Trying to muster up his courage, he asked.
"Do you like me?"
Russel cleared his throat. "Well... I hope it wouldn't be weird to tell you I like you since I am your professor, no? Well... Former."
"No, I meant..." Paul stopped for a moment, then looked up to Russel's eyes, trying all his best to look for Ron in this deep brown eyes. "Do you like me, Ron?"
Russel began to shrink back down. His muscles lessening and his age going back to 22. He's back to Ron, just the regular old Ron.
"I.... I like you, Paul. I really do." Ron's cheeks flushed red, still hugging his friend. "I mean... I always had this feelings for so long... I just didn't think..."
"I like you back?" Paul continued. "I also had this for a very long time too..."
They smiled.
"Ron." Paul called out once again. "I don't know how to phrase this properly, but..."
In his mind, he had kissed Russel, but that was not trully Ron, it was just right to ask one more time, right?
"Can I kiss you?" Paul reached up to Ron's cheeks.
Ron didn't hesitate. He smiled and brought Paul into his lips.
Yet another round for Paul, but it's real this time.
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not tf related~ but i've been a fan of your stories especially on the robots and supernatural stories~! so much so that I made a story in a context of buying one of your 'items' as a narrative device hehe~
all I can say is Iam glad you're back and hope you a speedy recovery! :>
Wow! This is very heartwarming! Thank you so much. I'm honestly lost for words...
I'm very glad to know someone would be inspired by my stories. I used to think most of my stories are half done, or forced, or non-appealing at all, but to have this kind of support is already a good reassurance.
Thank you so much!
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28,33,34?
28. I'd love it if they'll take me in for an action to try out what theyve changed.
33. I think I would want my chest to get bigger
34. I'm satisfied already with how my face look like, but i'd still consider turning myself into a different person's face.
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28. Depends on the transformation, but if I really liked what they did to me and its hot, I'd really wish they'd help me release a load or more right after 😉
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Q&A with Uncle Timothee, now open!
Questions for TF fans
Send me a number, I’ll answer that question!
1. What’s your Favorite kind of TF?
2. Do you like Inanimate TF?
3. Would you rather Transform other people or change yourself?
4. What got you interested in TF?
5. Absolutely favorite TF art?
6. Absolutely favorite TF story?
7. Anthro or full animal TF?
8. Best part of transformation for you?
9. All good TFs need to have…
10. Willing or unwilling TF subject?
11. TG in your TF?
12. What other kinks do you have?
13. What excites you about TF?
14. What embarrasses you about TF?
15. Does anyone else know about your TF kink?
16. What other kinks do you have?
17. What kink excites you most, excluding TF?
18. Any kinks you’re embarrassed by?
19. Any kinks you didn’t think you’d be into but are?
20. What’s your favorite TF fantasy?
21. Favorite way to initiate a TF?
22. Mental changes to match physical changes, or a human mind trapped in an inhuman body?
23. Clothes ripping as the transformation progresses, or changing to match?
24. Favorite part of the body to watch transform?
25. Size changes?
26. Inflation?
27. If you could transform one person into anything you wanted, who would you change and into what?
28. Someone transforms you… what do they do with you after?
29. Who is your favorite shape shifter in media?
30. Favorite depiction of a transformation in media?
31. Permanent transformation?
32. Willing or forced transformation?
33. One part of your body you want to change?
34. One part of your body you’re really happy with?
35. What kinds of TF do you find a turnoff?
36. Magic or science?
37. Favorite thing to TF into?
38. Do you RP?
39. Ever act out a TF fantasy with a partner?
40. If anyone found out about your TF kink you’d…
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Damn, glad you are OK!!!
I'm very surprised to only be dealing with minor wounds and muscle pain! Thank you~
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Ask The Shift Shop!
Hey! I'm kind of back. Just a short update with my life off-character, and kind of casually, I guess. I got hit by a car 2 days ago while I was on my way to college and luckily I didn't suffer any fracture or internal bleeding. I'm recovering at home and it's pretty boring to be honest, so here I am opening a Q&A with everyone!
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Transformation-related Q&A with The Shift Shop is now open! Hit me with any of those kinky questions.
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TSS Shorts — Car Freshener
I'm tryna be back. I got involved in a bit of minor accident on the road and my hip is in pain. It's boring to just lie down so I decided to try and write stories again. Missed you, guys!
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I got in my car with my phone and a small box in my hand. Yet another gift from my roommate Kenny. I wonder what he got me this time.
I strapped myself with the seatbelt and placed my phone on the holder in front of me. With now a free hand, I opened he box.
"An air freshener?" I said to myself.
I took a short sniff from it and damn does it smell good. It was lemony with a bit of mint. I couldn't grasp why but it's somewhat addicting to smell. Not wanting to waste it just by snorting on it time to time, I placed it to the fan near me and I turned the car on to let the air condition do its work.
Within a few seconds, my car smelled nicer than before. Damn, my does my head feel kind of cloudy.
I then received a call from Kenny. I quickly answered it and turned my video on.
"Hey, Ralf! Just checking out howdya liked my gift for you." Kenny asked as soon as I answered.
"Hey. It smells great, not gonna lie, but... Is it normal that it kinda makes me feel fuzzy?" I asked.
"Nah don't worry 'bout it, man. That's probably just because of how hard you fucked me last night, you big hunk." Kenny teased, which made me feel off.
I- Huh? I'm not.... We didn't....
"Missing those nipples of yours already, man. Let me see em through your shirt." Kenny smirked at me which somehow made me find him hot.
"Yeah, man. I miss how much you make me moan too just by licking these bad boys." I teased by, grabbing my phone and positioning my camera just enough for Kenny to see my nipples.
Wait I... I'm not supposed to be this muscular, right? When did I get...
"Fuck, yeah. Bounce those pecs for me, babe." Kenny chuckled and I followed, bouncing my chest for my boyfriend.
No... Kenny and I aren't...
"Missing you already, babe. Take care going to your parents house." Kenny signaled and I showed my face on cam.
"Same goes, babe. I'll send you some updates later. Kisses." I gave him virtual kisses before I put my phone back to the holder.
"Glad you love my gifts, Li-Hua. Belated Happy Valentine' Day, baby" Kenny ended he call.
Li-Hua... Yeah, that's me. Li-Hua. What's up with these lapses recently? Anyways, I drove to my parents house for a visit and without any more time to wait, I just greeted them and rushed back to my bedroom with an excuse to fix my stuff first, but in reality, I just couldn't wait to tease my baby once again.
"Home, babe. I know how much you miss this bod. Sending more of this later ♡" I texted him.
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Got anything in the shop that can take me back to college?
Welcome to The Shift Shop! Of course, we have just the right thing for you, sir! Here we have a choco bar, much like snickers, which not only takes you back to a certain period in your college life but also gives you the chance to live the life you wanted.
Say, you've always wanted to be a twink? Just munch on that snack and in just a blink, you'll realize you're reliving the time you went sunbathing with your friends when you were in college. As for the additional twist, you'll see that you're much skinnier than what you used to be.
This lasts until you digest the choco bar. But don't worry, you can always come back for more.
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