Showing posts with label Lesbian. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lesbian. Show all posts

Friday, July 31, 2020

Kind of a Stretch

    
    "Uh, Jenna, I don't think wearing your clothes is gonna work."
    Derek (pictured) was a kind guy.  When Jenna, his friend, expressed her fears of traveling alone for a friend's wedding, Derek offered to go with her.
    The catch was, Jenna couldn't bring a "date" as a plus one, as it would freak out her parents.  They knew Derek was only friends with her, yet weren't comfortable with a man staying in a hotel room with their daughter all weekend.  She couldn't bring a girlfriend, because they were either busy or were bridesmaids.  Besides, Derek was her best friend!
    Making use of the free trial with a podcast's coupon code, she ordered "The Pill" online.  She was excited to see how her friend would look as a lady!
    Derek took the pill with a glass of water, and laid down for it to take its quick effects on him.  Jenna had to leave the room when he started groaning in pain as his body morphed before her eyes.  His bones were cracking and his skin was stretching to its limits as it changed.
    Jenna had left a simple work-skirt, white blouse, a bra, and panties out for him to wear once he was changed.  However, neither of them had anticipated that his height would have carried over to his new female form.  The blouse was too short and you could almost see the top of his thigh through the side of the skirt!  This wouldn't do.
    It looked like they would have to head to the mall (Jenna's treat) for a new wardrobe.
    Derek was being a really good sport.  His new, pale, soft skin was prickling in the cold of the air conditioning.  The breeze as he walked was strange in a short skirt.  He felt like everyone was looking at him.
    He looked forward to leaving for the wedding.  Once they started driving, however, Jenna put her hand on his exposed knee. . .
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    "Äh, Jenna, ich glaube nicht, dass das Tragen deiner Kleidung funktionieren wird."
    Derek (im Bild) war ein freundlicher Typ. Als Jenna, seine Freundin, ihre Befürchtungen zum Ausdruck brachte, für die Hochzeit eines Freundes alleine zu reisen, bot Derek an, mit ihr zu gehen.
    Der Haken war, Jenna konnte kein "Date" als Plus bringen, da es ihre Eltern ausflippen würde. Sie wussten, dass Derek nur mit ihr befreundet war, aber sie fühlten sich nicht wohl mit einem Mann, der das ganze Wochenende mit ihrer Tochter in einem Hotelzimmer wohnte. Sie konnte keine Freundin mitbringen, weil sie entweder beschäftigt waren oder Brautjungfern waren. Außerdem war Derek ihre beste Freundin!
    Sie nutzte die kostenlose Testversion mit dem Gutscheincode eines Podcasts und bestellte "The Pill" online. Sie war gespannt, wie ihre Freundin als Dame aussehen würde!
    Derek nahm die Pille mit einem Glas Wasser und legte sich hin, damit sie schnell auf ihn einwirken konnte. Jenna musste den Raum verlassen, als er vor Schmerz zu stöhnen begann, als sein Körper sich vor ihren Augen verwandelte. Seine Knochen rissen und seine Haut dehnte sich an ihre Grenzen, als sie sich veränderte.
    Jenna hatte einen einfachen Arbeitsrock, eine weiße Bluse, einen BH und ein Höschen für ihn übrig gelassen, sobald er sich umgezogen hatte. Keiner von ihnen hatte jedoch damit gerechnet, dass sich seine Größe auf seine neue weibliche Form übertragen hätte. Die Bluse war zu kurz und man konnte fast die Oberseite seines Oberschenkels durch die Seite des Rocks sehen! Das würde nicht reichen.
    Es sah so aus, als müssten sie zum Einkaufszentrum (Jennas Vergnügen) gehen, um einen neuen Kleiderschrank zu holen.
    Derek war ein wirklich guter Sport. Seine neue, blasse, weiche Haut prickelte in der Kälte der Klimaanlage. Die Brise beim Gehen war seltsam in einem kurzen Rock. Er hatte das Gefühl, als würden ihn alle ansehen.
    Er freute sich darauf, zur Hochzeit zu gehen. Als sie jedoch anfingen zu fahren, legte Jenna ihre Hand auf sein freiliegendes Knie. . .

Friday, April 3, 2020

Security for my Sister


  After my sister (right) got mugged a few weeks ago, she didn't feel safe going out with her girlfriends anymore.  She took a break from going out for a while until I offered to go with her sometime to protect her.
  "How am I going to find hot guys if my dorky older brother is following me around?"  She asked.
  "Come on, it will be good for me, you know I don't usually get out of the house much.  No one will bother you with me around."
  "Alright, but we do have to do something about how you look."
  "What do you mean?"
  That's when she pulled up one of the skinsuit ordering websites.  I rolled my eyes as she customized an image on the app of what would end up being what I looked like Friday night.  Blonde hair, smooth skin, high cheekbones, my sister was obviously projecting her beauty standards learned from mindlessly scrolling Instagram.
  "If you think I'm wearing that you're crazy."
  "Mom and Dad said that they'll buy you new computer parts if you do it."
  "Hmm. . . I mean I guess. . ."
  Here's the picture we took that night before we met up with her other girlfriends at an apartment to pregame.  The thing was so tight it hurt at first, but soon it felt natural.  Even peeing was easy.
  My sister told me (left) that if I didn't blow my cover, I might end up going home with one of her friends who was lesbian.  She had been texting that friend all week about her "new lesbian friend" that she would bring out with her. . .

Friday, March 20, 2020

Quarantine Roommates


    The US didn't lock down and begin quarantine fast enough to prevent the virus from spreading.  The virus was a Flu that was super dangerous for the elderly and children to catch.  Symptoms included upper respiratory distress, shortness of breath, and all of the usual Flu symptoms such as achy joints.  However, if you did survive the week or so of sickness, all the while you slowly changed into the opposite sex!  The virus seemed to mutate and attack your very DNA.
    I started to be afraid when my roommate traveled back from spring break in a CDC designated outbreak zone.  Brandon (right) was told to self-quarantine in his apartment and I tried to get him to stay in his room with the door shut.  However, he started to get sick of being in the same room and would come out to cook and watch TV.
    Soon, I (left) began to notice I was sick.  We're both healthy young guys, so we never were in too much pain or worry of death.  What was painful, however, was the feeling of my testicles being eaten by my white blood cells and slowly growing ovaries and a uterus!  What was also painful and itchy was the rapid budding and growth of my new boobs!
    Thankfully, Amazon is still honoring same day shipping in our city, so we were able to measure one another for sizing (while naked) and then place a bulk order for bras, panties, yoga pants, you name it.
    We're finishing all of our university classes online, and hosting camgirl shows in the meantime for spending money as we await possible summer internships.  Do you think Brandon will mind if I shower with him tonight?  It will save money on our utility bill. . .

Monday, December 2, 2019

What Happened to Our Relationship?

  "I'm so embarrassed, I'm freakishly tall compared to you two," I, on the right, whispered to my girlfriend during the photo.
  "Please stop complaining or you'll give yourself away, and then there's no lesbian sex for you tonight!"  Jen, my girlfriend in the middle, snapped back.
  At first, I was excited to go to the party and show off Jen to other people, but things changed when I found out the hoops we would have to jump through to attend.  Mary, on the left, had a very strict father.  Everyone knew that she had the capacity to throw awesome parties because of their family's wealth, but her dad insisted each time, "no boys are allowed!"
  Obviously, being male, I would not be able to come.  The workaround we agreed to was for each man to buy a skinsuit to wear to the party.  That way, everyone could come, regardless of gender.  The initial shame of doing so went away after the first party since everyone did it.
  After that, we started to enjoy doing it as a tradition.  Besides the fun of designing the ideal womanly body for yourself with your girlfriend online, it became fun to pick out clothes to wear together at the mall and have her do my makeup.
  Honestly, our relationship became closer than ever, and usually, it ended in hot, steamy, lesbian sex.
  I began to worry, though, when she started to prefer me wearing the suit and being disinterested in having sex with me without the suit on.  When she started preferring that she wear the strap-on each time, I knew we were in for trouble.

Sunday, May 28, 2017

Wednesday, August 5, 2015