Holsteinxxx TG Lair

"Do you like your new car? Isn't it the model and color you've always loved?" Cliff asked. In front of him, his new wife Audrey nodded. She had told him how she loved the Jeep model now so proudly in parked in their backyard. It reminded her of the past, when Audrey was Andy and he had the same car to drive around town and county, picking up chicks and the like.  "Wonderful!" Cliff said, gleefully "Why don't you show 'daddy' how much you appreciate the gift?"  "Uh, sure. I'm very happy about the..." Audrey started to say but stopped mid-sentence as she turned her head.  Cliff was standing with a grin on his face. As Audrey looked at him, she understood exactly what he wanted to show her 'appreciation'. With a sigh, she lowered her dress, exposing one of her boobs. Cliff made a howl of appreciation, while Audrey rolled her eyes. For once she'd hoped to not be treated as a piece of meat, however she knew what she...

It was another boring day at the convenience store for Nestor. The early morning shift never harbored much in terms of clients or conversations. The 39-year old man just let them pass through, trying to stay awake at 6 am. He was so bored that he just barely noticed a customer in the shop. From the cameras he guess it was a girl, but she was wearing an oversized hoodie and most of the features were hidden. It wasn't like he cared that much anyway.  Only when she moved to the counter and called out for Nestor he turned his attention to her.  "Ehm...excuse me...d-do you have a-a d-discount on c-condoms...?" she said, in a high-pitched voice and huffed tone.  It was then that Nestor raised his gaze at the young woman in front of him. Her hoodie was open and her top was up, revealing a hefty pair of breasts and no panties. With one hand the girl was holding three sets of condoms, while the other was firmly between her legs, clearly touching herself. Her face looked flustered....

Sir Iacopo de Filotei observed the pieces of armor on display in the museum and sighed. He recognized the shoulder plate of his lord, the Grand Master of the Knights of Malta. The information card said that the Grand Master died in 1624, in the cursed battle in which his life changed forever.  "I'm sorry Grand Master, for I have fallen you," whispered in Latin Iacopo. He even felt sorry for the real occupant of his current body, Gabriella. She must have been terrified to suddenly ending up as a male knight during a battle with Ottoman soldiers. Probably she didn't even survived that first bout. Iacopo himself almost drowned when he was suddenly pushed into Gabriella's body while she was laying in what he later discovered was called a swimming pool.  It took weeks for the former knight to pierce together what happened and he still wasn't certain of every detail. Iacopo only knew that he was fighting the Ottomans when a black cloud appeared in the sky and starte...

"Honey, look what a cute swimsuit I got this time!" said Bill to his wife Hannah. Hannah nodded unsure how happy she should be anymore. Her husband had just came out from the male locker room of their local Bikini Beach, changed into what was Bill's female self. Billie, as liked to be called, was now wearing a black one-piece with three striped openings and four golden sea stars. It was indeed a cute swimsuit. Only, Hannah was starting to wish that Billie wasn't so enthusiastic about it. It was their fifth visit to Bikini Beach in less than three months. It was the third time that Bill got himself a weekend pass, without any prompting from his wife. The first time they visited it was a calculated one from Hannah, who convinced Bill to try the one-day pass. She knew that the magical private beach club would change every male guest for the duration of their pass. Hannah did it as a prank and hopefully a lesson for Bill. That first time, Bill came out of the locker shock...

"Hey gorgeous, would you like to have a great time?" I ask, trying to sound flirty. Six months in, I still hate having to sell myself for potential private dances. I still hate having to give private dances. Or stripping in general. Even having tits and a pussy is still a handful, since I've never wanted to be a broad. I guess I should thank the government for placing me in the special Witness Protection Program. They thought that making me a broad and placing me working as a stripper was the best way to protect me while keeping me in town. Who would think that mobster Jack Mondello is now a tiny, busty chick that gets naked for money? Nobody.  "What would you give me?" the guy says, as I gently caress his thigh.  I have leaned over him, showing in my rack. I can feel the sheer slutty dress tightening around my ass. I hate all these revealing outfits. The guy is bald, but strong and muscular. I guess he overcompensate the loss of hair with lots of gym. I used to...

Professor Daniel Dumont couldn't stand anymore the whining of his friends. They were all shifted during the Great Shift and they were all complaining non-stop about their changes. Most of them didn't even changed that much, just into different dudes. Some even got swapped into young guys, basically obtaining a new chance at life. Yet, his group of 50-years old men kept complaining about how difficult they got it, dismissing everyone else. 'Will you please just stop whining? You guys have it easy' texted Daniel in their group chat.  'Come on, Mr Professor, your life will not change much, just because you don't have a dick. You're single and work behind a desk, how hard can it be now that you're a woman?' replied annoyed Rick, who swapped with his neighbor.  'Very, you guys are so out of touch with everyone. I can't just go back to my old job, nobody will respect me anymore' 'For fuck's sake Dan, you're a professor of economics,...