Changing Room (Part 1)

Sophia was glad she had worn her stretchy workout outfit when she went to the mall today. After all, she hadn’t expected to transform into this gorgeous hunk of a man. She wasn’t sure or why it happened, but she was sure anything else she could’ve worn would have burst at the seams! As it was, both the top and pants were incredibly tight on her new body, but they still covered all the important parts. Her feet no longer fit in her sandles, but she did her best to sort of fake it and drag them along even as her larger feet were coming off the backs of them.

She thought about buying other clothes to change into, but instead she wondered if someone else had transformed into her. There was no guarantee that anyone had -- or that if they had that they would be anywhere in the near vicinity. But she figured she should at least check; a change of clothes could be a secondary concern.

Only Fans

Once he found the Medallion of Zulu, Jonas thought he had the perfect money making scheme. He’d use the medallion to transform himself into a woman once a week, shoot a few OnlyFans videos, and then post them to start raking in the cash.

It didn’t go so well.

First and foremost, attracting subscribers was hard. He barely had any hits. There was also a near constant demand for new content; his plan to use the medallion once a week likely wasn’t going to be enough. The money wasn’t as good as he expected either. People teased more by demanding he wear less.

As a result, Jonas was spending almost all his time transformed into a woman dancing in front of the laptop screen for twenty hours a day wearing little more than a bikini. It was tiresome and exhausting, and he barely scraped by. It was still better than his old day job.

Can't Play Ball for Sh*t (Part 1)

Part 2 is up for A Little Shift supporters on DeviantArt!

The petite Asian woman was a little over five feet tall walking up to Tyler and Leroy, who were both probably more than a foot taller than her. She challenged them to a bet that she could beat them both on the court, two against one, and held up $500. They thought it would be the easiest cash they ever made; they were shocked when the small woman seemingly defied gravity to dunk on them and completely pwn the game.

The men were gracious in defeat, handing over the bet but still very curious. “It’s like that movie ‘White Men Can’t Jump,’” Tyler explained, “Except I think our expectation was like ‘Short Asian Ladies Can’t Play Ball for Sh*t.’ Who the hell are you? How the hell did you do all that?”

“Al, short for Allison,” Allison said, “It used to be Albert, I think.”

“Are you trans or something?” Leroy asked, “That still doesn’t explain it.”

“No, that would be normal!” Allison explained, “But I’m not sure you’ll believe me if I told you.”

“After what we just saw, I think we’ll believe anything.”

“There was this weird blue light in the city yesterday. It changed people by swapping traits...it changed people in ways you couldn’t imagine. Fat people got skinny; skinny people got fat; people swapped genders. The weird part was that no one seemed to notice; no one except for me. It swapped me completely into Allison’s body, and I followed it around watching the chaos it caused. But it eventually noticed me. It somehow sensed how unhappy I was about being in her body; somehow I knew this as well. And so while it didn’t give me my body back, it did give me back my basketball skills while taking something for the original Allison as well. And this light was like magic, so my skills are like what my O.G. body could do, no matter what I look like now.”

“So what were you like before?”

“I have no idea. Once it gifted me my skills back, I couldn’t see it anymore. I couldn’t see other people’s changes anymore either. But I still remember that the changes happened. Essentially, it’s like I’ve always been Allison even though I know I haven’t. Every now and again, a little piece or memory pops in, but it’s usually fleeting. I literally have no way of knowing.”

A Note About DeviantArt

Hello All!

As some of you may have noticed, I have moved my subscription model from Patreon to DeviantArt! I love that many of you have followed me over there! I cannot thank my subscribers enough, as you do help me continue to help me keep this site alive! A few notes about that:

• You WILL see a good number of captions posted to DeviantArt before I post them here. I actually get a lot more traffic over there, so it makes sense.
• You will ALSO see captions EXCLUSIVE to this site! Eventually, I hope to post two per day on this site. One that is new and one that is previously posted to DevantArt. We're not there yet, so consider that a coming soon thing.
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I Can't Find My Glasses

The flash of light was like a shockwave that briefly knocked out the power, pausing the blaring music playing at the off-campus party. Owen was worried his sight was damaged permanently as everything still seemed to be blurry. He was on the ground with many others. As they stood up, he could feel his body being pushed one way or another. Meanwhile, he was a little too worried about standing up on his own with his vision still out of whack.

But as the screams started, his hands came upon a pair of glasses. Almost by instinct, he wore them. As the world came into focus, he figured out why everyone was screaming. Everyone was int he wrong body. There was no way to figure this out by looking around at everyone else, but instead by looking at himself. He recognized the outfit he wore and the general shape of his now feminine body. He was the body of that nerdy chick in his Friday morning Statistics class! What was she even doing at a party like this? It certainly didn’t seem like her scene! And now as a result of whatever happened, he had to be the one stuck in her geeky body?