One off stories, usually with a transformation, gender bender, or breast expansion focus.
Transformation Chocolates: An Easter Special
“Here you go, darling.” Janet held out a foil-wrapped chocolate Easter bunny. It was dark chocolate, ninety percent cacao, and completely sugar-free. Gross. I stared at the depressing lump of healthy cocoa in my stepmom’s hand. “Uhh,” I grumbled, not reaching for it. “Henry, say thank you!” my dad snapped from across the kitchen island.…
The Sculptor of Oakhaven [text only]
This story is for the winner of my Patreon December 2025 competition where the winner got an idea of theirs turned into a completed story. Part 1: A Strange Man Comes To Town The rusted tailgate of the 1998 Ford F-150 groaned, a metallic protest against the stagnant heat of the night. Caleb shifted his…
The Sculptor of Oakhaven
This story is for the winner of my Patreon December 2025 competition where the winner got an idea of theirs turned into a completed story. Part 1: A Strange Man Comes To Town The rusted tailgate of the 1998 Ford F-150 groaned, a metallic protest against the stagnant heat of the night. Caleb shifted his…
Gift of a Goddess
Gift of a Goddess The digital ghost of Sister Friede and her infuriatingly patient father evaporated from the screen for what felt like the hundredth time. The words ‘YOU DIED’ burned in angry red, a familiar and unwelcome brand on Jack’s evening. He tossed the controller onto the beanbag chair with a sigh that was…
A Swap in the Wrong Hands
A Swap in the Wrong Hands The spreadsheet blurred. Another Tuesday, another sea of meaningless numbers that governed the lives of people I barely respected. From my glass-walled office, my throne, I surveyed my kingdom of cubicles. Dean and John were laughing about something over by the water cooler, probably a fantasy football trade. Good…
Becoming Stacy: Part 2 of 2
Chapter 4 I woke up with something in my mouth. I spit it out, gagging, and sat bolt upright in bed. It was hair. A long, dark strand of it. My heart hammered against my ribs. I wasn’t with anyone. I never brought anyone home since the witch. I scrambled out of bed and into…
Becoming Stacy: Part 1 of 2
Chapter 1 The music was a physical thing, a bass line that vibrated up from the soles of my feet and rattled my teeth. It was the kind of party that would be talked about for weeks, the kind of legendary shit that Sigma Chi was known for. Our annual Halloween bash, ‘Slasher and Spandex,’…
The Swapping Device: A Thief Experiments
Set in The Swapping Device universe. Read that here. ———————— The lecture hall was a cavern of beige and boredom, an architectural sedative designed to lull two hundred young minds into a state of quiet submission. Professor Montgomery, a woman whose entire presence screamed ‘sensible footwear’ and ‘well-researched but ultimately uninspiring thesis,’ was droning on…
Transformation Party – Part 1 [Text Only]
Part 1: A Night To Remember The first lie of the night was the invitation itself. It had spread through campus like a digital wildfire, a simple, elegant e-vite with a minimalist design: a single gold leaf on a black background, an address that made everyone’s eyes pop, and the name “River Devereaux.” No one…
Transformation Party – Part 1 [With Images]
Part 1: A Night To Remember The first lie of the night was the invitation itself. It had spread through campus like a digital wildfire, a simple, elegant e-vite with a minimalist design: a single gold leaf on a black background, an address that made everyone’s eyes pop, and the name “River Devereaux.” No one…
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