The Last Blowjob

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Tough Choice

Mugsy walked into Tyler’s living room unannounced with two goons following. Tyler swallowed hard as he knew this would not be good. Mugsy demanded full payment on the loan Tyler took from the mob. Tyler just stared.

Mugsy shook his head. He gave Tyler a choice: either take a bullet to the head or a sex change and work off the debt. It was an impossible choice. Tyler is a ladies’ man. Giving up his manhood was too much. Death would be preferable.

But dead was so . . .  so . . . permanent. And it probably hurts too. The goons started raising their weapons. “Okay! Okay! I’ll take the sex change.” It was a good choice and Tyler knew it. When the transformation was done she was amazed at how much she liked the Cami body. Cami? What a nice name. Now Cami needed to get to work. She knew she would love that too.

Anyone else need a loan?

Forced to Wear a Dress by Sister

Have you ever been caught in a lie? I sure have. A big one actually. By my sister, of all people. It was nothing really. I consider myself an urban artist and beautify the community with my graffiti. Some hate it, but it is really awesome to see. People sometimes travel to the city just to photograph my work.

The police questioned me a few time, so did mom and dad, but they had nothing on me. Then along came Dorothy, my twin sister. Miss Goodie Two-Shoes found my stash of supplies and threatened to rat me out. I could end up in juvie! And I would never have a chance to practice my art again.

I pleaded with Dorothy to keep her big mouth shut. She promised to do so if I let her dress me up as a girl, the full Monty. What choice did I have? We are both about the same size and build with subtle changes to accommodate boy or girl parts. There was one more problem: Dorothy demanded I take a girly walk of shame. Okay, I can do this. (Like I have any choice.)

You have to admit, Dorothy did a heck of a job. She made me so hot I had to take saltpeter to keep the bulge down.  I walked that walk of shame wearing my sister’s panty and dress. It felt so good I started thinking I might want to try it again some day. I must have been deep in the daydream as I stumbled as Dorothy pulled me into a shop. TG Incorporated!

Why bother anyone with details. You know what happens in that place. Well, seems I fit into Dorothy’s dresses better than ever now. Kind’of like the name they gave me too: Teri. I still practice my urban art. Dorothy tags along sometimes. Seems the whole thing was a ruse on Dorothy’s part. She only wanted to join me on the adventures and knew no other way to get what she wanted. I’m not complaining.

Antique Shop

Jack has been all smiles ever since he held the Jewel of Odan and became Molly. Around town people started asking about Jack and his whereabouts. People were concerned after he disappeared for weeks. Jack smiled behind his disguise. Jack does not exist anymore, Molly does.

A few people began connecting the dots. Molly arrived just about the same time Jack went AWOL. Jack was concerned the police might get ideas Molly did Jack in. Nothing came of it except idle talk. Molly started to blend into the community while people started to forget Jack ever lived.

Things were certainly different as a guy. Jack was a loner nobody cared about. People knew who he was and might nod and smile as they passed on the street, but they never really cared. People noticed Molly instantly. They knew her name, where she lived, and what she did all. People loved Molly. Jack loved the care, concern and attention.

As fun as it is Jack started to miss his old life. Jack took the Jewel of Odan out the case he bought from the old woman. He held the Jewel in his left hand, closed his eyes, and thought of the person he wanted to be, his old self. But nothing happened. Jack returned to the antique shop and questioned the old woman. She informed Jack the Jewel of Odan only works in one direction: once a girl, always a girl. Molly still smiles all the time so it must not be all that bad.

Severance Package

Carlin knew the job was a challenge when he signed the employment contract. What he did not expect is how long three years could be. He was exhausted and worn out from the never-ending hours of stressful work. Breaking the contract was out of the question; the severance clause contained punitive measures to keep all contract employees right where they were.

As the months wore on and the complete breakdown of his body from twenty hour workdays accumulated, the severance clause was not looking so bad. Carlin had no choice. He submitted his resignation. His supervisor smiled. He was taken to a room where he was asked to sit on a pedestal. A girly light ripped out of the ceiling. Carlin’s flesh melted away until all that remains is what you see here. Betsy’s resignation was accepted.

Anyone else want to tender their resignation?

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