Showoff

Guys love to be the center of attention; it is in their blood. While guys claim they are only playing around, they are really engaged in a complex mating ritual. Face it, guys act different when females are around.

Some guys, like Nick, hide it better than others until the right circumstances take place. A vortex bubble floating outside the arena where his favorite team plays is one of those circumstances. Nicks sat in his car before the game checking his phone when the vortex bubble floated slowly down on his car. He was disoriented for a moment as his fingers changed from thick male fingers to dainty female fingers.

Nick is a real man. He gathered his composure and committed to the name Nicole. As Nicole he entered the arena and bribed a cheerleader for her uniform. Once in his new clothes Nicole did what all guys do: show off for the crowd. The crowd loved her. Of course, Nicole has an advantage. She knows what guys like and delivered.

The home team went on to victory and Nicole cheered them on all the way. Don’t think for a minute that the players didn’t notice the new cheerleader either. Nick knows the power of morale. He made sure the entire team was amply motivated to continue playing to win.

Women love to be the center of attention; it is in their blood. While the ladies claim they are only playing around, they are really engaged in a complex mating ritual. Face it, girls act different when guys are around.

Behave Yourself Zoe

Doppelganger

Captain Altair goes by many faces. Bart knew this all too well. While trekking the Zemeloo Hinterland he happened into a chance encounter with Captain Altair and her squadron. After a brief disagreement Bart was impressed into service.  Captain Altair needed a ruse and Bart would fit the bill perfectly.

Bart was cuffed and led back to the ship where a quick surgery and nanobot bath turned him into a woman. A few days of feminine training turned Bart into the perfect belly dancer/girl/diversion for Captain Altair.

Captain Altair had Bart’s brain reprogrammed as Maxine. From a distance he would be confused as Captain Altair. Captain Altair would use the moments of confusion to free the captured President of Mentaldo.

The risks to Bart, I mean Maxine, were significant. Good woman that he is, he performed his duties heroically and lived. Never even received a scratch. The President of Mentaldo was freed by Captain Altair and her heroic soldiers. Maxine, unaware she was ever a dude, fought like hell to stop the transformation back to Bart. And she won, breaking free and running like the wind. Captain Altair ordered to let him go. Captain Altair said, “He is happier now as Maxine. Let the poor guy enjoy his life.”

Ghost Ship

War is coming to the galaxy. Economic problems caused many worlds to lash out against their neighbors to meet their basic living needs. War works too well at spurring economic growth. Building stuff to blow up stuff that needs to be rebuilt guarantees the need for lots of workers. Busy workers are happy workers with no time to cause problems. The Community of Worlds was at the building bombs and blowing up stuff phase.

Randall is patriotic and signed up to serve the first opportunity he had. Pandel V sided with the Alliance against the Rebels. He trained for the light infantry. When they arrived at a world his team would land first to secure the planet.

As the war dragged on the weapons got more advanced. For the first time whole star destroyers were at risk before the landing troops ever hit the ground. Randall hated it. He had no control of what happened. He could die before he gets a chance to fight.

Rumors circulated amongst the troops of abandoned star destroyers, ghost ships, empty, drifting hulks. Whole crews disappeared and the star destroyer drifting through space. What weapon could do such a thing? Randall had other worries. On route to Alltor II they came under attack. He has confidence Captain Altair can kick anyone’s ass. Still, there was nothing for Randall to do but wait.

The attacker stayed out of range. Long range scanners reported the attack vessel was deploying a weapon never seen before. Without warning a blinding light struck the star destroyer. The light penetrated the walls to the inner core of the ship. When the light stopped the whole crew was turned into women. It was a massive girly light! But that isn’t possible, Randall thought.

The attack ship easily subdued the star destroyer. All personnel were taken from the star destroyer to the attack vessel. Randall was made a belly dancer forced to service the enemy troops. They called him Nadine. She danced all day and served all night. And the star destroyer floated empty through space, another mystery to the Alliance. 

Morale Boost

Civil War has broken out in the Community of Worlds. The armies of 87 planets joined forces against an entrenched rebel force. The government made progress against the rebels, but morale was starting to wane as the war dragged on for decades. Women were brought in to entertain the troops. As the years went by a shortage of women available to the troops on the front became acute.

Drastic times call for drastic measures. The troops needed an outlet for the stress from fighting on the front line. The military had the perfect solution. Men were allowed to undergo a gender reassignment and then to serve as a belly dancer for the troops. If they wanted they could do even more for the men fighting for our freedom. They did.

Alan always wanted to serve. He wanted to be a hero, but a medical condition denied him his dream. The new military program was just the ticket. He raced to the recruitment office and signed up. The government paid for the transformation. Each term is for 8 years of service. It didn’t seem long to Alan, now Lucretia; he planned on serving until the war ended or he died.

Lucretia became the most famous dancer in the military. Men dreamed of her all the time. She was a hit wherever she danced for the men. She was popular because the troops knew the entertainment didn’t end with the dancing.

Morale rose so high the rebels were defeated in only four more years. Lucretia knew she was a large part of the reason our men won. She missed the cheering men, but she did manage to snag a fine young soldier willing to settle down with her and start a family.

Grand Performance

Max had theatre in his blood. From the time he could walk he wanted to perform on stage in front of crowds. He was a natural. When Earth joined the Community of Worlds, Max was considered the most desirable performing artist/actor to hit the travel circuit to civilized worlds.

The Community of Worlds was almost an exact opposite of ancient Greece. In Greece’s Classical Period only men were allowed to act on stage. Men even played the parts of females with appropriate dress. Most planets in the Community of Worlds felt the opposite way. They did not want—refused to allow—men to take the stage.

Max knew what he had to do if he wanted to entertain his fans around the galaxy. A quick trip to TG Incorporated solved his problem. The offending appendage was replaced with acceptable body parts. Max felt pleased with the results.  Now the stunning Electra started her first major tour of the Inner Worlds of the Frontier Zone of the Community of Worlds.

She was more popular than ever on Earth as news feeds transmitted her performances back home. Demand for Electra to visit worlds grew so high she became the highest paid entertainer the galaxy has ever known.

As the years went by Electra forgot about Cole. She felt like a normal woman and refused to change back when she entered retirement. Besides, she could not leave her husband of eighteen years behind all to have a body that no longer meant anything to her. And what would the kids think?

Exhibit B

Terrance lost control of his spacecraft and sent distress signal. In deep space the odds of rescue are small, but the desperate have little choice. The only hope Terrance had was that he was reasonably close to a habitable planet not listed as having intelligent life on the space charts. For some reason no one explored the planet or at least reported what they found on the planet. It showed on the map without a name, only a number: 263b.

With two days of life support and all options exhausted, Terrance prepared for his death. As the oxygen declined he got sleepy. He was grateful for a painless death.

Then he awoke with a start. He looked around at his strange surroundings. On the back wall was a sign: Earth Human: Wendy. It was then that he noticed he was a woman. The carpet started to scratch his tender, soft skin. He adjusted, but stayed on his side as he was slightly dizzy from the information overload.

Terrance looked around the room. It appeared to be a fully furnished apartment made for comfortable living with a full window for one wall. Outside the window in the distance he could see beings on a walkway stopping to stare at him and then moving on.

Suddenly Terrance realized he wasn’t alone. A man wearing only a loincloth sat next to him. “Don’t worry. I don’t bite,” he said.

“What is this place?” Terrance asked.

“You are in a zoo, Wendy. So am I. We are the human exhibit. They brought me here two years ago when my ship was disabled. When they found you they wanted to finish their zoo exhibit, but wanted a male and female. So they transformed you into a female. They are hoping we breed for their entertainment and to see if you are capable of having children.”

Terrance was stunned at first, but then eyed the man up and down as an evil grin crept across her face.

Doing it with Swag

Before we start today’s caption I want to share something I do to make extra money. I love buying books from Amazon and clothes, you know, Something Pretty to Wear. Well, money is always tight around here; I’m sure you know what I mean. So, what I did a few years ago was join Swagbucks. Swagbucks is a program where you get paid for a lot of different activities. For example, when I went on vacation I used Hotels.com through Swagbucks and received 6% back in Swagbucks which converts into just over 6% back in Amazon gift cards. You can also take cash into your Paypal account. You get paid for internet search, taking a daily poll and much more.

I contacted Swagbucks and asked for a deal for my readers. People normally get 30 Swagbucks  for signing up. For the month of June (and longer if I can talk them into it) you will receive an additional 70 Swagbucks just for signing up. It’s not going to change the world but it is like getting paid $1 for signing up. To get the 70 Swagbucks bonus, use the case sensitive code: TGCap when signing up. You must join Swagbucks though this link to get the bonus.

Now on to the show. (I know. A shameless Swagbucks caption. What can I say?)

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Benny had a dream, but lacked the money to carry it out. A new online costume store had a special line of clothes: a TG line. Benny wanted the belly dancer outfit so bad it hurt. The nanobots in the outfit turned the wearer into a woman while he wore it. But the cost! Ugh! Who can afford it? Then Benny saw a TG blog with a Swagbucks promotion. That was it! He now knew how he could afford the outfit.

He signed up and got a nice bonus. In a few months he was the proud owner of a belly dancer outfit. And now to see if it really works.

What do you think? Benny calls himself Corrine when he wears the outfit. The nanobots really did their job. Now Corrine is saving up Swagbucks to update her whole wardrobe.

More Than Expected

Some people have traveling in their blood. Not me, I was just along for the ride. In fact I hated traveling. Until my legal troubles I never traveled more than 100 kilometers from home ever. Now I am on a planet 308 light years away from home: Saran Moon 9. That’s right, I live on a moon world and will never see my home or even home world ever again. And for the record, I didn't commit the crime.

Politicians don’t care if you committed the crime. All they want to do is feather their cap and use taxpayer money to do it. I had enough so I ran; far away where no one will ever find me. Saran Moon 9 has no extradition to any world, for any reason, ever. There is only one little catch.

Let me introduce myself: I am Oren. You could not tell by looking at me. That is because I go by the name Raelyn now. I dance for a living on Saran Moon 9. Here I am at a photo op after a gig. The work is hard yet enjoyable. Dancers are in held very high esteem in Saran society. I guess I am lucky. It took a bit of getting used to, being a girl and all. But I adjusted fine. Maybe too fine. Once I hit a certain level I started thinking like a girl. I started to have an eye for cute guys. Now I am getting married. I guess if you really think about it, crime does pay. 

Kidnapped

Every girl wants to feel special. Timothy did not understand this until he was kidnapped and taken to Miranda IV, a world in the constellation Pegasus. To prevent escape, Timothy was transformed into a girl and forced to dance for his room and board.

Work shocked Timothy’s system. He came from privilege. Now he dances and goes by the name Tracy. If his family does not pay the ransom, Timothy will spend the rest of his life on Miranda IV. The life of comfort he was so accustomed to will be history for Timothy.

Unknown to Timothy his captors never sent a ransom request. They never intended on returning him to his family. When they saw Timothy they knew they needed him as a dancer on their home world. Timothy held out hope and asked often if the ransom came. As time went by he asked less often.

Timothy started liking his life as Tracy. Secretly he did not want to go back. It felt good to be a girl. Of course he had fame and wealth and luxury in his old life, but life had no meaning. As Tracy he makes people happy every day. He has real friends now, not fake friends that only hang around because of what he can give them or do for them. And let’s face it, life a beautiful woman brings plenty of attention. Timothy feels good when heads turn to look at Tracy.

Dance of Words

Humans think of language as the spoken word, but on many worlds the highest form of communication use no words at all. On Zeltare they use music to communicate and on Quinlep 6 they use body odor to communicate. And here we see Martha communicate with dance, considered the highest form of communication in the Wontel Federation.

Martha did not always communicate by dance. When he came from Earth, a scientist fresh out of an Ivy League school, Terry was an over-serious man bent on building a career. But in the Wontel Federation only women had rights. Terry did the only thing a serious scientist could do; he accepted the gender reassignment to further mankind’s knowledge.

Now Terry spends his days in long conversations learning all he can about Wontelian culture. Terry enjoys talking with his hosts. There is so much to learn from these highly civilized people. It will take a career, a lifetime, to get a firm understanding of what makes the Wontel Federation so dominant in the galaxy. Terry is up to the task. Besides, he can’t see himself as anyone but Martha anymore.

Master of Ceremonies

The Zemba celebration of the moon world of Qunix IX began in the eighth day of third month. Tradition required all people on the planet to join in the festivities, even visitors. Alan found the customs fascinating and enjoyable.

The people of Qunix IX went out of their way to include everyone. Alan found it strange when they started calling him the white jewel. When he asked what they meant by “white jewel” the people only smiled. Then several women started pampering him and measuring his body. “You are an important part of our customs, Alan,” a woman said to him. “We need to prepare you for your role as master of ceremonies.”  Alan didn't understand. He wanted to be a gracious guest so did as he was told. He was taken to a room with a chamber. He stepped inside when asked. When the door was closed it was pitch black. After what seemed a lifetime the door cracked open.

Alan instantly knew something was wrong. He looked down and saw the changes. “It’s okay. You will learn to love your new life. You are the guest of honor at the Culmiton, the final and grandest part of the Zemba celebration.” The women helped Alan into his costume. Alan thought the headdress was beautiful. They assigned Alan a new name: Xyla. “When do I get changed back?” Alan was curious how long he would be a woman. “Back? You don’t get changed back,” the woman said.

Trip of a Lifetime

Rigel VII is known throughout the civilized galaxy as an entertainment mecca. Unfortunately, the Rigelians only respect the feminine; men are not allowed to enjoy the exotic tastes of Rigel VII. Dan knew of the warnings against men traveling to the planet. He didn't care; he is a free man and will go where he wants.

To disguise his presence, Dan traveled with a female travel tour. He ordered the most expensive body suit on the market, fully equipped with everything a man needed to pass as a woman, even down to the pheromones. No one would ever expect Dan was a guy. He could enjoy the pleasures of Rigel VII without any fear of reprisals.

During the first show on Rigel VII Dan was asked by an usher to step out of the theatre. He was met by two security guards in a side room. The closest guard stepped toward Dan and ran her fingers along the back. The body suit pealed open. Dan stood naked before the female guards. “You can’t fool us,” the guard said with acid in her voice. Dan was pushed into a chamber, the door closed. Instantly the chamber began to whir. Ten minutes later Dan was taken back to his seat in the theatre. The guard handed Dan his new identification papers. He saw a picture of his new body on the papers, his new permanent body, and the name Lynda. “You can stay on Rigel VII as long as you like now, honey,” the guard whispered in his ear as he took his seat.

Welcome to my World

There are worlds of exotic wonders in every corner of the galaxy. I am your tour guide to these mystical realms. Once or twice every week a new adventure will come your way.

The worlds, cultures and societies we meet are for women only: no men allowed. If a man should wander our way he will be transformed to meet the standards of our people.

The TG stories on this blog are like no other. We honor the feminine, but do not flaunt it with nudity or brutality. These are male things. Here we show the feminine in all its glory and beauty without the crass. We control these worlds. If you chose to watch, do so with respect for the women you find here.

Are you ready? I am Altair, your goddess and guide. Bow your head in humility when in my presence for I have the power to alter anyone into anything I want. Dishonor me and you shall be my slave, not that that wouldn't be a step up for you.

The time has come to start our adventure. We leave Earth now for our first destination. Are you in your seat, tray table up and strapped in? Some worlds with high gravity and thick atmospheres make for a bumpy ride on take-off. One last check before we start. Have to make sure no men have snuck in. Good. Here we go.