A New Thrill

Warren was born into a rich family. Non-stop excitement and stimulation filled every moment of Warren’s life. But non-stop fun is an illusion and Warren soon bored from things that would make normal people drool with delight.

Warren used his family’s great wealth to body swap with a local stripper. He wanted the excitement of pole dancing while men lusted for him and women were jealous of him. With the money he offered there was no shortage of exotic dancers that were willing to swap with him.

He swapped with Dawn for an agreed upon price for three weeks of rent of her body. Warren made the most of his new body. He danced his heart out and loved the sexy lingerie that came with the job. At the end of the three weeks Warren was ready for a new stimulation. Only there was a problem: Dawn was nowhere to be found with his body. A search was made, but it soon became apparent Dawn wanted Warren’s body forever. No matter. Warren found plenty of excitement with his new body. He loved living the life of Dawn.

Step Into Womanhood

TG Incorporated never stops finding ways to surprise people. Take Barton, for example. He wanted to make a name for himself as a reporter so he decided to interview a transformation specialist at the recently opened TG Inc. office. The appointment was set. He was told to go to the bottom of the stairs at the TG Inc. building and turn left.

It was so exciting for Barton to know he was on the verge of making a career. A reporter’s job is hard as hell these days, but for the aggressive journalist it was still possible to make your mark on the world.

It felt cooler as Barton descended the stairs. Even his shoes sounded different on the concrete. His focus was so sharp he did not notice all the changes taking place until he reached the bottom of the stairs. Then he realized everything had changed. He should have expected as much.

The transformation specialist greeted Barton with a million dollar smile and a handshake. “It is so nice to meet you, Lisa. Oh, I forgot, you are Lisa from now on. TG Inc. has a policy of only allowing interviews with female reports. Hope you don’t mind?”

Lisa didn’t.

Little Pink Bow

“Honey, why do some of your panties have a little pink bow in front?”

“Well, dear, that is a secret only girls can know.”

“So you don’t know why the bow is there either, do you?”

“I’ll make a deal with you. You wear this cute pink bra and panty set under your clothes to work today and when you get home I’ll tell what the bow means.”

“Deal.”

Craig accepted the deal. The panty and bra felt awesome when he put it on. It tingled and tickled where the fabric touched his skin.

As the work day wore on Craig noticed changes to his body. By the end of the day the changes were complete; he was a complete woman. The office was mostly women and they liked the idea of Craig crossing over to their side by becoming Mona. A female co-worker asked Mona, “You asked your wife about the little bow on her panties, didn’t you?” All Mona could do was nod.

At home Mona stood for a photo for the family album. “The panties with the little bow are the one laced with TG Dust. Now you know,” Mona’s wife said as she patted her back. Mona liked it.

Command of Authority

Once a man gains a position of authority it changes the way he holds his body the rest of his life. Senior prosecutor to the county, Morris Beck, adjusted to his position better than most. His ego made the transition easy. Justice is served in strange ways, however. Morris was humbled when the FOSE hit while he was in court trying a woman for owning a lingerie shop.

Beautiful women should not be allowed to hold positions of authority, including business owner, according to Morris. Morris trumped up a charge and took it to trial. It was a sunny late autumn day when reality struck hard. The FOSE hit while the prosecution made their bullshit case. Of course, Morris couldn’t keep his mind and eyes off Peggy, the accused; she came dressed in one of her best-selling products.

The FOSE hit worldwide, but only Morris and Peggy knew it in the courtroom. Morris was now standing in the silk negligee and robe. Peggy, a hell of a lot smarter than Morris, realized what happened and never missed a beat. Morris tried to explain what happened. The judge and jury laughed. Peggy was a far better salesman, ahem, than Morris. She sold the jury that Peggy should be put in jail. And so it was.

Morris ended up in jail in Peggy’s body while Peggy brought reform to the district attorney’s office. Morris eventually adjusted; he even liked wearing lingerie and satisfying her boyfriend. Peggy, in Morris’s body allowed Morris, in Peggy’s body, to continue as a successful shop owner. In the end justice was served.