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After a recent string of transformations this last week, I found myself being burnt out on the whole TF scene. Transformations had begun to bore me, fatigue had set in and TFs no longer excited or surprised me. That was until breakfast this morning, that's when everything changed. You see, I had just gotten out of bed after accidentally sleeping through my alarm again. Luckily, it was a weekend so I wasn't late for my job this time. All I had planned for today was to eat breakfast, feed my beloved bird, and go outside. After brushing the sleep out of my eyes, I tossed on my housecoat and slippers and made my way downstairs. I walked into the

Fair Warning: This story is going to be about a magic pregnancy and a yuri(lesbian) couple so if you don't like that then don't read it. I don't want to receive complaints just cause this isn't to your tastes. ----------------------------------------------- It was nice and quiet as Hazel settled into her comfortable chair after having an exhausting day, wanting nothing more than to just relax and read in peace as she had a book opened while resting it on her large belly. Due to Hazel being a bit on the small side, her pregnancy appeared to be bigger on her than it would on a normal woman as she looked like she could be due any day now. The

THIS GIRL, THIS GUM—THIS BALLOON!! (Or, "Always the Topper, You Have to Pop Her to Stop Her") ________by Alec Deluxe_______________________________     Aysha soon grew weary of Gabrielle's one-upmanship. Aysha would blow a week's salary on a dress, only to have Gabrielle show up the next day with a pricier one. Aysha would pimp her ride, only to have Gabrielle show up the next day with her new Lexus. Aysha's iPod held a billion tunes. Gabrielle's? A billion and six.     It didn't help that Gabrielle got her expensive bling from Aysha's ex-boyfriend, yet another thunder that Gabrielle had stolen from her.     In all that time, Ays

Quickening her pace in the pouring rain, Vanessa ducked into a covered alley for a moment of respite. Trying to avoid the murky weather as much as she could, she wandered further down the alley and through a light crowd of people interacting with various small stalls and shops. After walking a short distance for a minute, Vanessa passed by a small sign pointing towards a doorway cloaked in sets of beads, advertising the fortune teller inside. She stared curiously at the doorway, watching a small tuft of purple mist lazily float out the top of the doorway, and checked her watch. Shrugging at how harmless it was, she pushed away the beads and e

[Girl to Slug TF] Lacey Taylor was seething and had been for a full day now. She had tried to take a bath and relax. She tried to watch a movie but had to switch it off part way through. She couldn’t concentrate on reading, at all. It had been so bad that she hardly got a wink of sleep the night before. “Hi,” the lithe young teen asked. It was the first time Lacey got a good look at the girl and she didn’t like what she saw. It incensed Lacey, seeing the girl stand there in the doorway, smiling pleasantly with her lightly freckled face, looking casual with her effortlessly perfect ginger bed hair, trying to seem so i

Patrick slowly walked into the video games shop, and headed behind the counter into the back room. He clocked in, and walked back out into the shop, ready for his first day on the job. There was nobody there at the moment, as video games could easily be bought and shipped from home, it brought down traffic to video game stores. The only other person there was Patrick's supervisor, David. "Hey." Patrick said. "Hey, newbie, want me to start showing you the ropes?" David said. "Um... yeah, sure." Patrick said. He had briefly worked in retail before, and was pretty positive he could do everything this job asked of him. "Okay, well, most of what

The day was warm, and perhaps perfect. Rays of sunshine burst through the trees and danced around the forest floor as two adolescents carefully made their way through the brush, cautious not to disturb the wildlife. One boy carried a basket, the other a rolled up blanket. "This is so nice, Andrew," the boy with the blanket piped up from behind, warming from thinking about his boyfriend being so kind to take him out for a summer picnic. The boy with the basket turned to his lover and smiled, his thin cheeks becoming a rosey shade. "I think we're almost there, Ethan." Ethan, now a bit happier than before, became slightly zealous while walking