The Break

I am a cosplayer. I've always enjoyed dressing up in costume as characters from tv, movies, and video games. As a man, I generally stuck to doing male characters. That said though, I've really wanted to cosplay as my favorite character from one of my long time addictions, League of Legends, for a long time now. The problem with that though is simple, my favorite character is a woman, Caitlyn. So, I never could pull that off believably, until now. You see, I recently told all of this to one of my close friends who is also a cosplayer since I was hoping she'd make a cosplay for Caitlyn and I could kind of live vicariously through her. Well, she was already half way through a different costume build and instead offered to help with makeup and making my body look the part so that I could actually cosplay as Caitlyn. I was hesitant at first but I trusted her and my desire to make the costume work lead me to accepting her help. So, I figured out what skin I wanted to emulate and settled on her pool party skin with the thought that I may as well go all out. I gathered the closest things I could find from stores around my house to make the costume and with a bit of help from Belle... drum role please!

Ta-Da!!! If I didn't know better I'd think that was actually a picture of a woman. Well, anyways, thank you all for reading and for all the love I've already gotten for the costume!

And with that posted to Twitter and Reddit I feel like it's time to enjoy our handiwork. With the costume still on and looking great I made my way to the pool to get some more pictures and then relax. That's when a man came up to me and asked if I'd like him to take some full body shots. Not really thinking anything of it I accepted handing him my camera. When he heard my voice, he seemed surprised, but he didn't say anything... at the time. After taking a few pictures we had this exchange.

"I could never understand how a man could be such a sissy."

"Annnnd, what is that supposed to mean?"

"Well, you're dressed as a woman, you're wearing makeup, and you have your penis tucked away."

"Ok... and? Just because I enjoy cosplaying and I happen to be cosplaying as a woman you think I'm a sissy? I'm not, I'm just comfortable with myself enough to dress however I like, in this case in a female costume."

"I'll pay you a thousand dollars, right here, right now, if you can prove that you're not just a little sissy in denial."

"I'll take that bet, how can I prove it?"

"Leave that to me."

With that he pulled out a stone from his pocket which almost seemed to glow a sickly green color and everything changed. We were suddenly in a hotel room without clothes and somehow, I had turned into a woman... well, almost a woman, I still had my penis. Before I could question anything though my body began to move on its own. I tried my best to resist my body's moves but nothing I did changed the fact that my body was approaching and then mounting the man. As I started to feel the head of his cock being positioned for insertion my anxiety grew exponentially, no part of me wanted this, I was straight, I wanted nothing to do with what my body was seemingly about to do. Despite my best efforts I couldn't seem to do anything in protest. Luckily though, it seemed like I had suddenly regained control, well, partial control, I could not decide to move but I wasn't getting any closer to losing my anal virginity. That's when he finally spoke.

"So, here's what's going to happen, you're going to ride my cock, whoever cums first loses. I you win, I'll give you your money and that'll be it, however, if I win, I get to do whatever I want with you."

As soon as he finished his statement all of my perceived control vanished, with no hesitation my body swiftly impaled itself on the man's cock and before almost pulling back off of his shaft only to repeat the process. I hated it. I hated what was happening. I didn't like it. That's what I told myself, but my body betrayed me, after only a few short minutes my penis was shooting off warm jets of cum while I experienced the most intense orgasm of my life.

"What do you know? Looks like you are a little sissy slut. Only a sissy would cum from being fucked in the ass."

I was still in complete shock and had so many questions, luckily, I could now ask them.

"What the fuck? Why do I have tits? Why do I sound like a woman? Why couldn't I control my body."

"Hush now my little sissy. All-"

"Don't call me a sissy, asshole! You did this, I don't know how but I know you did. You probably rigged it from the start, You probably made me cum with whatever you did to give me tits."

"I'm sorry sissy, but you can't talk to me like that anymore... as I'm sure you will soon discover."

As I went to hurl more insults and demands none of my words came out. Rather, I said "I'm sorry master, I promise I'll be a good girl from now on."

"That's better. now, to answer your questions. I used this." in his hand rested the same odd stone from before. "Long story short, this is magic, it allows me to do whatever I want, like this." As if on cue his cock grew longer and thicker.

"Now, in regards to our little bet, though, it was indeed a rigged game from the start, I did not cheat. Your inner sissy simply showed herself, as I knew she would. Now, for my winnings I'd love it if you finished what you started and suck me off until I feel satisfied."

Seven, I have been spectating some weird female version of my body for seven loads of this monster's cum. My body reacted to every load as if it was a gift from the gods showing it off before swallowing it and opening my mouth to both show what a good girl I was being and get ready for the next round. I don't know what I hate most about all of this, could it be the presence of his cock in my mouth? All the cum I've swallowed? What a slut I am being despite my complete lack of control? Or, that I'm starting to like it. With ever slimy load that slithers down my throat I seem to be experiencing another orgasm. I say seem because I haven't produced cum of my own since the fourth load I swallowed. I can also tell that with each ounce of this man's seed that's forced down my throat my mind and body are further feminizing. My penis is more of a clit now and I can even feel a slit forming just underneath it.

"You are doing so well sissy, you're already getting better at pleasing a man. I'm so proud of you taking back control and really going for it."

"What do you mean master? The stone is still in control."

"No sissy, It hasn't been in control since my second orgasm. Everything after that was all you!"

"Stop lying to me master."

"I'm not lying, in fact, how about this. I'm going to stand here with my cock inches from your slutty little mouth, and you get to decide what happens. You can either start up, what was it, round eight? or, you can walk your girlish body to the door and leave. If you leave now I'll reset everything, you'll be a 'man' again, and hell, i'll even fill your bank account with enough money to to buy four mansions every day for the rest of your life. Sound like a deal?"

I want to say I stood up and left the instant he quit talking, or even that I wasn't in control and couldn't. Neither of those options were true though. I sat there, staring at his cock for ten minutes. Ten full minutes. Every time the thought of leaving crossed my mind another though crept in behind. 'Have just one last taste.' 'It wasn't that bad.' 'You were starting to enjoy it.' I had two competing voices in my head and for ten minutes neither was gaining ground. Then, something broke.

In an instant everything became so clear. I never was a man, I was always a little sissy girl but I was too scared to show it. He brought the real me out, I was free, and most importantly, I had a nice big cock in front of me to play with. I didn't start sucking him off yet though, no, that wouldn't be good enough. I was mesmerized my the size, smell, texture, everything. Everything about it was amazing to me. I could remember every detail about it from when it was inside of me and nothing excited me more than giving in to my desires.

With no more inhibitions I gave his beautiful cock a few strokes before eagerly beginning my new life. This was the blowjob that made everything right. All those years I spent lying to myself about being a man were all worth it for this moment. I was so happy to finally be me and after I made him cum three more times my penis was completely gone, replaced by a tight little pussy that craved to be filled as much as my mouth did. After my transformation was complete the man told me to leave claiming he had no need for a needy cock slut. I did as I was told, mostly because he used to stone to make me, and left. I was sad I couldn't keep playing with his cock forever, but, soon enough, I found that my sadness was unwarranted. As it turns out, everyone only ever knew the female me apparently, that was a relief since I wouldn't have to explain my transformation to everyone and risk them thinking I'm crazy. And, as a great side product I was, let's say, much closer to a couple of my male friends than before.

In the end, my love of cosplaying fell by the wayside to make room for my love for all things cock. Who knows, maybe I'll be able to mix them some day, for now though, I've got a lot of catching up to do on behalf of all those wasted years as a man.

(Wow, another story already, I'm on a roll! Jokes aside, I enjoyed writing this and I hope you have enjoyed reading it. As a bit of an aside, I didn't cheat with the first picture, that really is a guy, I know, hard to believe but it's true. He's a professional League player who, with the help of his girlfriend, 'crossplays.' I don't know, I think it's kinda cool. Either way, I once again hope you enjoyed the story and I hope you have a good day. ^_^)

Just a Dream

"You like that don't you, you love my cock."

"Yes, yes yes yes, oh my god yes, I can't get enough of it!"

That's when I woke up. Another wet dream. What the hell is happening to me? Ok, so, since I've decided to write this out, I suppose that I should give the whole story. For the past week or so I've had a wet dream almost every night. The weirdest part of that though is that I'm a guy, a straight guy, yet, in all of these dreams, I've been a woman. Moreover, I've been kind of a slut, like, I seem to have an insatiable lust for cock. Weirdest of all, the man who without fail has been in every dream despite nothing else being a constant, is my closest friend John. It's always him, to be honest, I don't even think I could possibly see my female self with anyone else. It's as if had I been born a woman we would've been made for eachother. God, that sounds so weird, even as I say that though, I somehow know that it's true. I can't write anymore, it's way too weird and I have class.

Today was another normal day, it's so surreal going from my borderline porno dreams as of late back to normal life as if nothing is wrong. To an extent, I'm scared to go to sleep, I know that I'm going to have to live through another chapter of "How much of a slut can Alex be?" I can't afford to not sleep though, my grades would suffer too much. That's where I'll leave this little journal for the night I guess, here's hoping I don't wake up covered in cum again.



"I'm close babe, get on your knees, it's time for dessert!"

"With pleasure! You know how much I love your cum baby, I can hardly live without it."

"Well I hope you're ready because  here it comes."

"Ohhhhh yeeesssssss, why do I ever let you finish anywhere else?"

Well, since I'm writing again I probably don't have to mention this but, obviously, it happened again. I mean, it wasn't exactly the same, he actually had an orgasm this time. That's new, I wish he hadn't, I can still taste him. *Sigh* I miss the feeling of having him in my mouth. God, what is happening to me? Why, why why why, why am I having these fucking dreams?! I'm skipping class today, I can't focus on anything right now.

*Knock* *Knock*

"Hey, Alex! You in there? You weren't in class and I wanted to make sure you were ok."

"Just, leave me alone, I'm busy having a crisis."

"I just want to make sure you're ok man, come on."

"I said leave!"

John just came to my door trying to check on me. I appreciated it, but, after these last couple of weeks, I'm afraid to be with him alone lest I somehow transform into the woman from my dreams and spread my legs right then and there. I'm not going to sleep, I can't, I refuse to be that person again, I wont lose myself and become that slut willingly.

"Crisis over man?"

"Yeah, I guess, I'm better today at least."

"Jesus man, did you sleep?"

"Can I just say yes and avoid you being worried?"

"Hell no! Don't make me drag you to a doctor or therapist to make you get help for your... whatever you have going on."

"I was up late watching youtube, it's nothing, I'm fine."

John is definitely getting worried, I don't blame him but it's not like I can just tell him what's happening. What, do I just call him up and say "Hey John, I've been dreaming of you. In each dream you fuck me like a slut and I love every second of it. That's why I'm having trouble sleeping." I can't do that, just imagining me saying it is convincing me that I am actually crazy. I can't keep writing this out, it just makes me think of the dreams, and, that is the absolute last thing that I want right now.



Four days, four days was how long i made it before exhaustion got the better of me. My fears were confirmed as soon as I actually did sleep though, I was that woman again. Four has more importance for this entry though. I swallowed or otherwise played with my friend's cum four times. I've been awake for hours now and I can't get the taste out of my mouth. Worse yet, I don't want to. I love the taste, I love the feeling of John's cock in my mouth while I danced my tongue around it to solicit my 'dessert.'

*Knock* *Knock*

I knew who it was, I knew what he wanted, I knew that I needed him. It's still so weird, but at this point. what option do I have?

"Hey John."

"Woah dude, you look exhausted, have you still not slept?"

"Oh, I slept, that's my problem."

"What does that even mean? What has been going on with you? Are you ok?"

"Well, here goes nothing."

I explained everything to him, every little detail, when I described his manhood I could tell that I was excruciatingly close to perfectly accurate based off his reaction alone. Just as I was about to finish catching him up, everything started to change. Small things at first. I felt like I had just gone through a mani pedi, my nails were perfect. My hair slightly changed color. Nothing drastic, but my normal brunette hair was darkening. At this point the changes were much less subtle. It was hard to tell at first but I soon knew that I had lost a few good inches of height and that my hair had grown much longer. My entire body seemed to shrink, my arms and legs narrowed slightly while my once decently sized penis withered away to something that could only generously be considered as phalic. Lastly, the big changes began. All of my body hair vanished in an instant. My chest began swelling into two modestly sized breasts while my nipples became much more sensitive. Finally, I felt as if my entire body was being resculpted in clay. My face took on a more feminine appearance, my tiny little dick pushed further back into my groin while moist lips parted just below leaving me with a tight new vagina and an incredibly sensitive clitoris. During that time, my body shape moved closer to that of an hourglass with my waist becoming narrower and my hips flaring out proudly.

"What, the, hell? Wai-wha-what just happened. That was like, magic right? I'm not crazy, right?"

"I-I don't know, I mean... you're a woman now? Wha-waaaaait wait wait wait, that dude wasn't lying?"

"What do you mean? Because right now, I'm reaallly confused."

"Ok, so, some random dude walked up to me before class one day and told me that he had a magic stone. More specifically he said that he had used it to change his friend into his slutty girlfriend and no longer needed it."

"So, you did this to me? What the hell man?"

"I-I guess, I didn't think it would do anything. I did what the guy said and wished for a beautiful girlfriend who was also my bestfriend. I guess the stone made you that girl..."

"Thank fuck, you can change me back then right? Do you still have the stone?"

"No, when nothing happened other than some cheap glowing effect I tossed it thinking that I had wasted my time."

I was a bit floored by that line. I had no way back. I was going to be a woman for the rest of my life. Would it really be all that bad though? I never disliked his cock in my dreams, in fact, I REALLY liked it. Maybe I should see if those dreams were accurate.



After we talked for a while my curiosity got the better of me and I placed my hand on his inner thigh which was a good enough sign for him to take control. When he took my virginity I couldn't help but smile, it hurt, but in a good way. After the pain subsided it was all pleasure. He wasn't fucking me, he was making love to me, he was gentle yet commanding. I was putty in his hands and every second felt like thousands. I felt right, I felt like I was who I was always meant to be. I loved this, I loved what we were doing,  I loved him. Magic or not I did. It's not a perfect love story by any means, but it is ours, and that's all I needed. We made love for what felt like an eternity, sadly though, all good things must come to an end.

"I'm nearly there Alex... er, Alexis. Where do you want me to finish?"

I didn't even have to think. "My face."



As each jet of cum hit my face a little less of me cared what had happened. Whatever magic or otherwise caused me to turn into a woman did not bother me at all. I was happy, truly happy. Something I hadn't been able to say in years honestly.

"Well, was it all that you dreamt it to be?" He said failing to hold in a laugh..

I couldn't help but let out a laugh of my own before responding "Yes, yes it was."

(This one is really different to most of my recent stories. There is still, of course, the traveling stone because I just really enjoy using that particular catalyst. I hope that though it isn't in the same vein as "Life is a Game" and "The New Me" that you still enjoyed reading it. This was one of those times that I just sat down and had a lot of fun writing it. Wish I knew what to do in order to make that happen every time, but I digress. Once again, I hope you enjoyed reading my story and I hope you have a great day! ^_^)

The Traveling Stone Pt. 8

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The Traveling Stone Part 5

My life had changed so much over this past week. I started this week as a lonely guy that
had little to look forward to for the future as I worked a dead end job and I hadn’t had a
girlfriend in years. That all changed when I found a stone that inexplicably glowed whenever
I touched it. The mystical object intrigued me so I grabbed it and continued on with my day.

My day went by uneventfully as usual and I finished up my shift then headed home with the
stone in hand. Throughout my drive home I toyed with the stone and wondered what caused
its glow. While I sat there at a very long lasting red light I began to get annoyed. This is until I
angrily said “God I wish I didn’t have to deal with red lights” and just like that the light
switched to green. This in and of itself wasn’t terribly interesting afterall correlation doesn't
equal causation. What perplexed me though was that my whole ride home and then my entire
trip back to work the next day were completely devoid of red light stops. After my ride home
the next day which also netted no stops I grabbed the stone off of my coffee table and stared
inquisitively at it. I thought to myself that I must be going insane believing that a stone
magically fixed my mundane daily annoyance. Regardless I decided to make another wish to
satiate my curiosity.

I wished simply that I had a steak dinner and much to my delight a beautiful ribeye with a side
of mashed potatoes appeared before me. I was so shocked that I almost didn’t eat it but who
am I to pass up magical steak. While eating the best meal I’ve had in quite some time I thought
about what else I should wish for. Knowing that I had used two wishes already I knew that
wishing to know more about the stone was a risky wish as it would be a waste in the event that
it was my last so I had to make a wish as if it was my last.

Being as clichéd as humanly possible I decided that my potentially last wish would be for
money so that if nothing else I could live the rest of my life in luxury. So that is what I did, I
wished for a million dollars a month for the rest of my days and I was content if the stone
vanished or became useless. To both my surprise and delight the stone continued glowing in my
hand and I knew that I was free to make more wishes. I quickly used this freedom to wish for
more knowledge of what this stone was.

My mind soon flooded with an expansive history of rulers and common people. Their wishes
ranged from broad to small and complex to simple. This stone had been around for centuries and
throughout its time here it had caused both the birth and fall of nations. I was intrigued by its
history to say the least but before I got caught up in the past I decided that along with my wealth I
wanted my youth back. I wished that I was a teenager again and suddenly I felt revitalized. I found
my way to a mirror and looked at the younger me in awe, I knew that my wish would come true
but that didn’t change the shock that ensued.

After making that wish I spent most of my time making my life better by improving my grades and
avoiding people that reminded me too much of people who had gotten me into trouble in my
former youth. I spent my first month back getting my footing and by the time I got my first report
card I had made a few friends and one really close friend. I was a little surprised just how much
like me this kid was he was actually living my old life in essence. Because of that we became
quick friends and spent a lot of time together. After a while I started to feel sad for my friend as
his similarity to the old me meant that he very well had a mediocre life ahead of him. He noticed
this and tried cheering me up. Seeing as there was no use in being sad about things I can’t
control I did just that and stopped worrying. Life went on and stayed friends throughout high
school and we had done everything together all the way through junior year.

Junior year was where things started getting hard for my friend. Unlike me he hadn’t taken all of
these classes before and therefore had trouble with his classes. This in combination with his
sadness over not having a girlfriend despite trying to be likable drove him into a bit of a
depression. I hated seeing him like this as it reminded me all too much of my former life and
also because I loved him like a brother. I had used the stone over the years for various different
things but I had never used it to help anyone else. That would change now as I wished that my
friend had a girlfriend that loved him as much as I did. As it turned out I should’ve worded my
wish differently as I became his girlfriend rather than just some random girl. Before I could wish
myself back I got a text from my now boyfriend saying simply that he missed me. Upon receiving
that text my heart skipped a beat and I instantly realized that as per my wish I loved him. Maybe
as a man I loved him as more that a brother but regardless I now truly loved my friend.

I took a few moments to think of my response but I felt that what I wanted to say needed to be said
with more that text. As such I recorded myself playfully biting my finger before saying that I wanted
him. He took my hint and within twenty minutes he was knocking on my door and making out with
me. Before too long we were on my bed and we were making love, we were not fucking, he was very
gentle and careful to make sure that I was comfortable. By the end of the night we were both
exhausted and I never wanted to go back to being a man. The next morning I wished to be unaffected
by the stone’s magic just as the most recent owners had and discarded it on my way to school with
the love of my life.

The Traveling Stone Part 4

https://rachelsfantasies.blogspot.it/2018/02/the-travelling-stone-part-3.

Here is The Traveling Stone Part 4 over on Rachel's blog. ^_^

The Traveling Stone Part 3

https://martitg.blogspot.it/2018/02/the-traveling-stone-part-2-caption-open.html?zx=d28e1d90df2fbfa1

Here is the third installment of The Traveling Stone over on Marti's blog

The Traveling Stone Part 2

https://rachelsfantasies.blogspot.it/2018/02/the-travelling-stone-part-1-open-call.html

This caption was made by someone else on OTGC as such I see it fit that I link to their blog. Regardless Enjoy the Cap ^_^

P.S. When OTGC went down Rachel started her blog and started posting her old caps and new ones aswell. When this happened she posted her part to The Traveling Stone and called it part 1 as she did not have my caption saved. Because of this her numbers are slightly different than mine and though I could go by her count I feel that have 2 prologues is a little odd so I have adjusted my numbers to fit what was originally called "Subtle Changes" into the timeline because it is what started this whole series in my mind. As always have a good day and enjoy the cap. ^_^

The Traveling Stone Part 1

Here I am bent over my bed with my favorite leggings pulled down revealing my tight little pussy
and I am left to wonder how it is I got here. That is not to say that I do not know how but rather
that I don’t know how I got to this extreme. You see, a few short days ago I was not the beautiful
blonde that I am now, instead I was a nerd with no real friends just trying to make it through my
last year of high school so that I could finally leave this town behind and go to college for a fresh
start. As you can see something changed with my life. A few days ago I found a small stone that
seemed out of place and glowed whenever I touched it. I decided that I liked the looks of it and
as it peaked my interest I pocketed it before continuing my walk  to school as I would have any
other day. This is where my day became weird. As I walked to school I toyed with the stone and
I couldn't get over the almost magical glow. I continued to mess with the stone until I found
myself annoyed by my lack of knowledge of it and blurted out "God, I wish I knew how you
worked." Suddenly my mind filled with that exact knowledge. I now knew that I had found a
magic stone that granted me access to infinite wishes so long as it is in my possession. After
fiddling around with the stone for a while I wished that I knew more about it and I found myself
engrossed with its history. In particular I found the most recent owner to be quite intriguing.

The most recent owner of the stone was a man that only made three wishes. First he wished to
be a woman. That seemed like a drastic first wish to me but hey it's his or rather her prerogative.
Second she wished to know everything she needed to know about the stone. This wish should
have probably been her first wish but in the end it didn't matter either way. Lastly after a week or
so she decided to wish that the stone could no longer impact her life so that what she now had
could not be taken away. To me this seemed almost wasteful as she could've done much more
with the stone but once again it's her prerogative. With my little history lesson concluded I wished
that I was at school as I would be late otherwise. It occurs to me that I did not necessarily need to
go to school now as I could just wish my way to a diploma but I still wanted to earn it as that is
just the way I am.

I got to my first class just in time and quickly realized that the stone may draw attention if I were to
use it so I wished that nobody could take the stone from me and then I wished that no one would
take interest in the stone or my actions involving it so long as I was in possession of it. Most of the
day went by uneventfully until I got to my off period which coincided with cheerleading practice so I
decided to use the stone to finally lose my virginity in the most spectacular way possible. First, I
started by wishing that the coach was a super horny teenager. Second, I wished for all the
cheerleaders to be equally as horny. Lastly, I wished to be able to have multiple orgasms without
getting fatigued and we were off to the races. I came after only thirty seconds of a blowjob and
while the girls looked disappointed at first they soon realized that I wasn’t getting soft so they took
the hint and an all out orgy started. There was four girls all over me and there were several
groups of girls eating eachother out. At this point I decided that there wasn’t enough dicks for the
orgy so I pushed the girl I was eating out  off of my face and quickly wished that two of the girls
would become guys.

This turned out to be a bad idea because I didn’t specify which girls I wanted to become guys and
to my dismay one of the two happened to be the girl I had been eating out and he didn’t seem to
mind that I wasn’t gay as he shoved this throbbing cock into my mouth. I was completely mortified
by this but due to my mouth being occupied with no sign of that changing I couldn’t change my
current situation and was left to deal with the cock that was probing my throat. What served to
only make matters worse for me was that this newly made man had much more stamina than I
and thus didn’t cum for what felt like an eternity. After about ten minutes I realized that there was
no way this man was going to cum anytime soon unless I helped him so I brought my hand up to
his sex and took control so that I could start working the tip with my tongue. It took some doing
but after only five more minutes the man shoved his cock deep into my throat and blew his load.
He then made me lick his cock clean before allowing me to move.

I sat there in shock for the longest time while the other girls continued the orgy including the one
bouncing on my own sex. Once I came to my senses I wished everyone back to normal and then
wished that everyone involved believed what had happened was normal. I then pulled my pants
up and promptly went home a little scarred by the afternoon’s activities. I didn’t use the stone for
weeks nor did I do much of anything other than go through life like a zombie. It wasn’t until a
teacher pulled me aside to ask if everything was ok at home that I realized that I needed to pull
myself back together and that’s what I did. I started using the stone again making wishes near
constantly trying to get my mind off of what had happened. After only a week I had made more
wishes than anyone else in the stone’s history and yet I wasn’t happy. I could not for the life of me
get over that day. The worst part wasn’t that I didn’t like it rather it was that I didn’t hate it. It took
me awhile to realize it but I now knew that was the case as I had fucked nearly every girl I vaguely
liked the look of and every time I couldn’t take my mind off of cock. While having sex with all the
girls I was more focused on the thought of giving that blowjob forced or not. That was only made
worse when I found myself fantasizing about having other men force me onto my knees and
shoving their sex into my mouth. The truth was that I was in denial.

As I lie on my bed beside my latest attempt to avoid my true self I decided that I needed to stop, I
needed to stop it all, thus I grabbed the stone and made one important wish. Much like the
previous owner of the stone I wished that I had been born a girl with one main difference. I wished
specifically that I had been born a girl that had followed a similar life path as I didn’t like the
ambiguity of just being born as the fairer sex. Sooner than expected I could feel an alien weight on
my chest and an emptiness between my legs. I left my bed and headed to my bathroom to examine
my new form and resolved myself to making the new me the woman of my dreams, or at least, what
that used to be. I gave myself some nice c cup breasts, long blonde hair, a cute face, a slim figure,
a nice ass, kissable lips, and finally a pretty little pussy that was nice and tight. As a girl I could still
appreciate my new form and I knew that I would never have to worry about satisfying my desires.

Almost as if on cue I heard a noise coming from my bedroom and as I went to explore its origin I
saw a well hung stud of a man with a throbbing erection who looked ready to break in my new sex
for me. Much like before making the transition to my new self I spent the next week having sex with
just about everything that had a cock. This was different though as I didn’t need the stone to do my
dirty work, all I needed was to be me. After about a week I had satiated the hunger I had been
building ever since that fateful day and I was finally able to live me new life. Don’t get me wrong I
still had sex quite often, in fact that leads us to where we are. Here I am bent over my bed with my
favorite leggings pulled down revealing my pretty little pussy and I guess I now know how I’ve ended
up in this extreme. As it turns out it’s because I love cock and this is how I want to live my life. After
this man rocks my world I plan on making one last wish. As it turns out my previous disregard of the
former owner’s last wish was misplaced. I now knew that wishing to be unaffected by the stone’s
magic was something that I wanted as well. Much like that woman I made that same wish and
discarded the stone as I was finally happy with my life.

The Traveling Stone Prologue (Subtle Changes)

I had lived my entire life hiding my true self from those closest to me. In elementary school I
wasbullied by near everyone in my grade and because of this I absolutely hated going to
school. This is important because until I was in high school nobody in my family even knew I
had gotten bullied and they didn't know the specifics until my junior year. I'm not going to dive
into the specifics because frankly there is no need to and I only mentioned it to serve as an
example for my secretive nature. That being said one thing I never told anyone was my
desire to at least try being a girl. I wouldn't say I was transgender and as far as I could tell I
wasn't gay or even bi I was simply curious about how girls experience life as opposed to
men.

All of that being said you can imagine my excitement when I found a stone that glowed
when I touched it. To test out the power I went all out wishing that I had been born a girl. To
my delight I was suddenly the owner of a average sized set of breasts and I had a distinct lack
of my male equipment. Luckily I was still in possession of the stone so I wished to know
everything I needed to know about the stone which let me know whether or not I needed to be
sparing with my wishes. I then knew that no, I didn't as so long as I was in possession of the
stone I had access to unlimited wishes. Knowing that I pocketed the stone for future use and
headed home to see how much my initial wish had changed.

The first thing I noticed upon entering was just how much hadn't changed. It was overall a little
cleaner but other than that I couldn't find many differences at all. This honestly surprised me, I
was expecting drastic changes as if my entire world had flipped, instead nearly everything was
more or less in the same place. As I looked closer I found things that I previously didn't have
such as pictures of me with people that I never really associated with in my previous life. Among
these two people really stuck out to me, one was a girl that I had been friends with as a man but
as a woman we were seemingly much closer. Second and more importantly I saw a man that at
first I didn't recognize but as I kept roaming memories from my new life started coming to me
and I eventually remembered that he was my boyfriend.

After fully exploring my house I could remember the majority of my new life and while it was
mostly the same there was one striking difference that I could find between my old life and this
new one. As a man I dealt with pretty bad bullying that deeply impacted my psyche, now though
it seems that although I had still been bullied it hadn't lasted as long because I actually told
people about what I was going through. This really threw me for a loop because whereas I had
followed a very similar life path and even had a near identical personality as a woman I was
much better at sharing my feelings. Chalk it up to society or whatever else the fact remains that
I was now much different in at least that regard.

It was at this point that my boyfriend came through the front door and greeted me with a
passionate kiss. As a man I had never truly kissed a girl other than a peck so this deep kiss was
a full body experience that I couldn't help but love. The rest of the night went by uneventfully and
I fell asleep in the arms of the man that I now loved. When I woke up I was happy to discover that
I hadn't just dreamed up yesterday's events and I was now in fact a woman. Luckily it was the
weekend so I still had time to discover all the little details about myself that I had yet to come
across. The first of which was that I was definitely straight as I saw my boyfriend's morning wood
and felt that same feeling I had felt whenever I talked to a crush. As a man I wrote TG captions to
satiate my secret desire and when I did I took beats from other captions describing sex as a
woman as something completely out of this world so the thought of actually being able to
experience those feelings excited me to no end.

At this point I knew what I was going to do. As a man I loved blowjob captions so I thought that the
logical start to my first sexual experience as a woman was just that. I pulled the blankets off of my
boyfriend and pulled down his boxers revealing a fairly large cock that served to only grow my
excitement. I wrapped my lips around his sex and started slowly bobbing up and down. Naturally
this woke my lover who only got harder once he realized what was happening. Having read many
descriptions of giving blowjobs I knew vaguely what to do but before I could get him to orgasm he
pulled me off and made it clear that he wasn't going to be the only one receiving pleasure as he
effortlessly lifted me up only to gently lay me on the bed and pulled my now wet panties off.

It was at this moment that my boyfriend plunged his cock into my pussy and while it wasn't as
amazing as I had been led to believe it was so much more than anything I had experienced in
recent memory. When I climaxed about five minutes later I could hardly believe that this was now
something normal in that this wasn't a one off thing. I had one more orgasm before my lover pulled
out and sprayed cum all over my stomach. Due to the various captions I had read and written I
simply had to taste his cum and while I did enjoy the taste I was relieved to know that I wasn't going
to be obsessed with it.

After we had sex I went to take a shower to clean his cum off of me and so that I could have
some alone time to think. As the warm water washed over me I thought about the stone. I had
infinite wishes at my disposal but I couldn't think of anything that I truly wanted. As a man I
would've had a laundry list of wishes to make but as a woman I found that I didn't really want
anything that I didn't already have. It was almost as if as a man all I truly wanted was to be a woman
and while I never would have admitted it it turns out that I was destined to be a woman.

A full week went by before I got rid of the stone and I only made one wish before doing so. Having
been a woman for a week I found myself flourishing and not wanting to go back to my old life. I
also truly came to love the life that I now had so in order to secure that I made one wish. That wish
was simple, I wished that the magic of the stone could not directly impact my life so that if someone
else found the stone they couldn't ruin what I had whether they wanted to or not. Thus I decided to
move on from my former life by discarding the stone and taking a selfie to memorialize the start of
my journey.

(This will be the first caption on my blog and as to enlighten potential new readers I shall explain its
importance. Back on OTGC before the site went down I wrote this caption and initially titled it
"Subtle Changes" as I did not think it would spark anything. That was until I wrote The Traveling Stone
part 1 and I got the idea for a cooperative series. So I will be posting all of my installments to this blog
and though it seems that the series has concluded as nobody seems to be captioning to it anymore
I welcome you to expand upon the series in your own blogs and if you do comment on one of my
captions and I'll link to your blog. ^_^ That being said I should probably state the 'rule' for this series.
The person who finds the stone can keep it for as long as they want and can make as many wishes
as they desire but their last wish must be for the stone to no longer have an effect on their lives and
then they must leave the stone for the next person to find it. Past that, go crazy have your character
do whatever you want it really is all up to you. Well, I'm rambling so I guess I'll stop here. Have a good
day and I hope you enjoyed the caption. ^_^)