Elf Data Collector

 In a busy office building, a worker is punished by his witchy boss. 

Nana's Gift

It was an impromptu family reunion. I never knew I had so many Aunts and Uncles, cousins, nieces and nephews. Some were sad and somber, others wild and opportunistic. Everyone wanted a piece of Great Grandma's magical estate after her death. 

Grandpa, a powerful Court mage in his own right summoned us all. It took many of us days to get there. But when we did, he told us that there are things in Nana's mansion that are too dangerous. In three days, a magical barrier would soon be set up to avoid getting powerful artifacts into enemy hands. 

Per Nana's will and testament before she died, her descendants, we were allowed one magical item to inherit. She was a genius, witch inventor well known around the country. Our whole family are considered Nobles, so the King knows the items we take will be in safe hands.

The most powerful people in the family got first dibs. Unbreakable armor, Magical swords, Lazer wands, adamant shields. Even a magical car! Stuff that we couldn't comprehend in our wildest dreams. Nana was crazy like that. Anything she touched or created or infused with energy could be considered a magical weapon. I'm certain some of my family had been waiting for the day that Nana croaked so that they can own a unique item like that. 

Some were very Powerful. Nana's magical items directly went to their hands. Some shouted, others chanted and they instantly received their magical item. They're elites among elites. Now that the Adults had their new toys. It was a free-for-all! It was twenty to thirty of us cousins searching Nana's mansion, in a competition for what was left. 

Unfortunately for me. I was a scrawny, lanky, teenage boy. With barely any magical ability. I wonder how I'm even part of this country's upper class? I heard my Mom was some mage's mistress, So I guess I'm related. There was these really cool anti-gravity boots that I once saw as a kid that I wanted. But some of my cousins pushed me away with their magic and one beat me to it. Others found pleasure by simply chucking me outside just to deny me out of spite. One just beat me up for fun. What assholes.

Three days had passed. It's now or never. The house was ransacked many times. But a magic cleaning spell eventually put everything back. To my disappointment, anything that could be considered a weapon was gone. By now, practically everyone left for home. Happy with their new magical item. Time was running out for me.  

I had no choice but to rummage through random knick-knacks, hoping to find any sort of cool magical tool. But it just made me sad. As I looked around the place, I could see, feel and sense how lonely Nana's house felt now that she was gone. My body would tingle a bit as there might be a random magical item waiting for me. But when I touched stuff, I couldn't tell what the item did.

During my rummaging, I met up with one of my cousins. She wasn't very powerful either. She was almost like me. We could sense some magic, and that's about it. She was quite happy, because she found something she liked. Something just for her. In Nana's kitchen, she found a magic wand that makes Tofu appear. She likes to cook and make food, so that thing was perfect for her. I couldn't help but feel a little jealous. 

I resigned myself to realize that there's no cool weapons anymore. Maybe I can get something simple to help me in my daily life. Hopefully I can find it before Grandpa seals up the place. I said goodbye to my cousin, and continued my futile search.  

I made my way to what looks like a guest bedroom. I grab the doorknob. My whole body starts to quiver. Something here is giving me the tingles. Could this room have the item meant for me? I can only hope its not my imagination running wild and I make my way inside.

The room was pretty simple. Just a bed, an A/C against the wall and a dresser drawer. I lifted the mattress and looked under the bed. Nothing. I took off my shoes and climbed on the bed to take a look at the air conditioner, hoping to find something hidden inside it. Nothing. All that was left was to look inside the dresser drawer. 

I cautiously grabbed the handle and pulled. My brain tingled a bit. Something here has to be it. But alas, it was just a drawer full of women's bras and panties. They were cute, I guess. But I'm a guy. Another disappointment in my life. Maybe I'm just unlucky? 

What if there's something underneath? As I stick my hands and rummage the soft silky things, there was a dangerous Zap! An electric shock instantly made my hands pull back. My brain was tingling like mad! As I looked towards the drawer to figure out what shocked me..... There was a soft pink bra in one hand, And tiny pink panties in the other How? Did I grab them instinctively? 

I chucked that alien, satiny, underthing away towards the bed. A shiver went down my spine as the bra got away from me. My other hand though, had a death grip on the tiny underwear. That's not right. What does a teenage boy need with a girly feminine things like that? 

I plop myself on the bed, and fall back, staring up at the ceiling. The bra is there by my side laying on the bed, still sending tingly signals into my brain. I want to ignore it, forget about it, and move on to the next room. But I find myself stuck in place, staring up at the stucco patterns on the ceiling. Contemplating the meaning of it all. Minutes are feeling like hours.

A tear falls down my side. Is it a tear of despair, hope or resignation? 

When suddenly I realize. I'm holding the bra again, above me at arms length. Between me and the ceiling. Like some sort of demented, perverted prize. The panty, its other twisted half, was burning my other hand metaphorically. Like if it was aware of its devious existence. 

I think I have my item. I can't deny it. No doubt about it. There's nothing left for me to look for. Anything else is irrelevant. 

I have to get naked.

My body suddenly on auto-pilot sets the panty down on the bed this time. Gently set aside so I can focus on the bra. Its too precious an item. I unbuckle my belt and wiggle my pants and boxers off. My bare butt is on the bed. I pull my legs up with my heel on the bed and my socks are flung off. I glance towards the door, futile hoping someone would stop me and smack me back into reason. But nothing in the world can stop what's going on. I unbutton my shirt from top to bottom and toss it away from me. My undershirt soon follows. 

I'm in my dead Nana's house, Naked as the day I was born. I wanna feel embarrassed and ashamed. And I am. But those tingles are ramping up. These are the strongest I've ever felt in my entire life. It's that bra. It wants me to wear her. To be one with her. Almost like it's calling for me.

I sit back up. I'm preparing myself for something strange. With the Bra in my hands, I instinctively fiddle with the straps. Pulling and adjusting them to some size I know is right in my head. I see the hooks in the back and I can tell they're going to make my back itchy in a good way. It's stretchiness was taunting, goading me to put it on. 

I put my arm through one side of the bra. The whole of my body trembling in joy and excitement. My other arm finds its way through the other gap. The tingling of my nervous body reaches levels I've never felt before. It gives me a painful, embarrassing erection. 

But it still doesn't feel complete until I fasten the back. My arms try to twist backwards and my hands nervously fiddle as they grab both halves of the bra. My goal is to make them join into one. A true effort to feel complete. My fingers poke the loops and hooks looking for a way to come together. I never knew my hands were so adept. But they did it. The bra was finally clasped and everything was right in the world. 

But no ensemble wasn't complete without its partner. I pick up the dainty, elastic, beautiful thing and stretch it. The panty seemed to unwrinkle itself before my eyes. It had a pink cloth patch in the front and barely anything in the back. How could something so girly fit on a boy's body? I was about to find out. My toes curl in excitement as somehow the tiny garment shifts and wiggles its way from ankles, to knees, and up to my butt. Its elasticity holding up well as it finds a new home hanging off my boyish hips. Strangely, my dick is somewhat nestled and hiding as best it can between my legs. A bulge is there, but no erection anymore to make it worse. But I feel so relieved by what seemed an impossible task. I sigh nervously. A nagging piece of the boy in me still feels that this is wrong. But the softness enveloping me, the tag team duo of women's underwear, says otherwise....

"How's my gift? Do you like it? I hope it fixes the lack of curves you got, and gives you much needed confidence, my lovely, granddaughter."

I look around the room excitedly. I almost get dizzy looking around. Its a raspy, yet honey filled sound. Filled with joy and care. I recognize that the voice inside my head. It's my Nana! I haven't seen her in like five or six years. But I know its her! 

I've only seen my Nana a few times in her busy life. But each visit to her was unforgettable. Despite how big and crazy this magical family is. I realize I am one of them, and I finally felt grateful to be a part of it. The magic happening right now all around me is terrifying  yet it feels safe and comfortable. I don't know if its really her or some magic inside the bra, but I cant lie to it.....

"I'm sorry Nana.....But I'm not your granddaughter, I'm one of your many grandsons. Your magic must have made a mistake in choosing me? Why does this feel so wrong yet so right? I'm not supposed to wear these things meant for a woman. I'm just a man. Or at least I'm trying to be? What's wrong with me? Isn't there a better magic for me? I don't want to be labeled a pervert..." 

I look down on my scrawny body. I'm a teenage boy barely containing a pink bra and panty; talking to a voice in my head. Everything wrong in the world is contained inside me. 

"Nonsense my child! Everything has a reason, and well within my plans. Everyone in my family got the item they needed. They think they chose it. But my devices are tantamount to their abilities. This was always meant for you. Even though you are naïve and prone to nervousness, you are humble. And worthy of being my successor. I've known this since the day your were born to my dimwit Grandson. Obviously I'm not going to make it easy for you. You'll need to forge your own path. But I'm going to push you in the right direction."

"Now lets fix that outer shell of yours and open you to all the world's possibilities, I'll be with you always, my child."

By now the tingling in my body was an afterthought. I certainly had been spreading all over for a while now, ever since Nana's voice was in my head. But I realize now, it's my magic spreading. It's my own power finally unlocked and Nana's energy is guiding me, coaching me, finding the right areas to spread it. Like if I'm being reset.....

A growing weight started pulling down on my shoulders. My bra straps were digging in to my softening flesh. I was transfixed as I glanced down onto my chest. I was growing boobs. It's weight, undeniable, inevitable. Was this the logical outcome of donning a magical bra? My body leant forward as soft pale skin pushed out farther and farther. My new boobs were now sagging but they held in place by the cups of the bra. The elastic on my back stretched and the cups held fast. The bra was doing its job. I guess I adjusted them to the right size after all! 

My male chest was no more. I had an upper body that oozed femininity. If my old shoulders had any masculine definition, they were gone now. My forearms, all the way down to my wrists and fingers were permanently girlish. My arms found their way under my breasts, and a gentle squeeze on my stomach, pushed my already generous breasts up higher. 

The pink panties still felt tight on my hips. But now, they were in a perfectly higher position. My flat, stocky boyish abdomen gave way to a taut stomach and curvy hips and round butt of a healthy teenage girl. The transformation surely gave me a body that any woman would envy. 

I have never seen a woman's private parts. But I knew Nana's magic would leave me strong and healthy down there. I clenched new muscles and felt new nerves that weren't there before. I feel a bit sad for my lost dick, as I've owned it all my life. But the magic flowing in me and the tingles that took it away give me a sense of comfort that everything will be alright. 

With no penis anymore, I feel extra mobility and range in my slender legs. My knees touch themselves together in a posture that I couldn't achieve as a boy. I can tell my brain is rewiring itself to get used to this new, womanly posture I have now.... 

I snap out of it. I've been in a daze. All these new sensations are happening yet my sense of time is lost. How long have I been standing here in this room? What could have been hours may have just been minute passing by. My body is aware of all sorts of magic that I couldn't feel before. It's scary and overwhelming. 

Any physical trace of me being a teenage boy is gone. Can I give up being a boy and embrace the girl in me? Nana decided that she wants me to be a girl. Was I useless as a boy? Can I live up to the expectations of a ghost inside my magic Bra?  Nana says she's with me, but I cant feel her voice inside my head right now. Despite this new body. I'm starting to feel a panic attack like I used to have when I was a boy....

*KNOCK KNOCK!* Someone is at the door. The door jiggles and slowly opens....

"George! Its me, your cousin Claire! I think I sense you in here? Did you finally find a magic item? Grandpa is finally calling for all of us to leave....." 

The young lady is surprised by the sight of another girl in the guest bedroom! She lets out a gasp as she realizes who it is....

"George is that you? What's wrong?" Why are you a girl now?"

"A lot happened, Claire. Yeah an Item found me. I think I should be called Gina now."

Emotional tears well up in the newly reborn girl's eyes.

"Claire, I need your help. Can you take me to Grandpa?" 

Elf Blanket

Brrrr. It's freezing in this dank old cottage. Uncle's cabin is a crazy mess. It's blustery and the windows rattle. Looks like sleet and hail. It's getting so dark even though its daytime. I can barely walk around the messy place. But it looks like I'm stuck here for a few days.

I hope Mom and Dad are alright. They took off with Uncle in some sort of emergency. We were on our way to one of his villas. But a messenger owl appeared and redirected all of us to one of Uncle's storehouses. This place I'm at right now. The owl told my Dad to head here, it's a safe place that only magicians like us can sense.

The cottage was blurry but I could see something in the distance as we got closer. Mom said that my magic sense is still developing. And I'm lucky that I could see anything at all. The minute we made it there, all hell broke loose. Rain, thunder and wind battered the carriage we were in. As Mom and Dad did a magic symbol to open the gate. Uncle appeared in between lightning bolts. I could hear my parents arguing with him about me, but Uncle's words were strong. I then heard a rattling in my head. Psi-speak.

"Nephew. We must fight a menacing Storm Dragon. We will be gone for some time. Stay here inside my safehouse. I give you access to all the things there. But be wary, many things are dangerous for a young beginner like you." Uncle struck me with a strange magic and in another lightning flash. The three of them teleported and disappeared. 

My lanky teenage legs did their best to run towards the door. But by the time I turned the knob, I was drenched! My clothes weighed a ton with all the water it absorbed. My feet sloshed on the floor, but I did my best not to tread water in Uncle's cabin. But what was strange as I explored the place, candles would turn on, flicker and extinguish as I went by. This place despite my fears, has piqued my curiosity. 

I felt a chill in my bones. I coughed and sneezed a bit as I wandered. I need to get out of these clothes. This place seems bigger than what it looks from the outside. My jaw chattered. I'm cold. I think Uncle said that I have free reign here. I'm not that good at magic, but I have to try something. So I thought to myself; 'I need a blanket to stay warm. I need a fireplace to dry my clothes.' 

I looked around, staring in one direction, I felt a tingle go down my back. I walked toward a closet, as if something was guiding me. I opened it. There I saw an old, green blanket, bound by ropes. It felt warm and I could feel staticky tingles as my pruny hands caressed the cloth. It was so warm and inviting, I didn't hesitate to untie the ropes and unfold it all. But, I didn't want the blanket to get damp with all the wet clothes on me. So I decided to get naked. I undressed myself. My slender, boyish body shivered as I discarded my wet clothes onto a pile. That green blanket looked so warm and inviting, I didn't feel embarrassed. Why should I? There's no one here but me. 

I felt an odd, tingly warmth as I draped the blanket over me. I was instantly warm and dry beneath it. Definitely magic. Is this what an adventurer would use when sleeping out in the forest? As I rustled myself inside the blanket. I could swear I felt taller and lighter. Did my old wet clothes really weigh me down that much? As I turned my head to look around. The cloth rubbing on my scalp, my hair seemed to get longer. My shoulders soon tickled. Not just from my new hair cascading, but the blanket seemed to be stuck on my skin. 

The green blanket seemed to have a mind of its own now. It churned, massaged, and squeezed me all over. My back, hips and butt hurt. The warmth seemed to hit every muscle in my body, down to my bones. I felt a bit too warm now. I tried to separate the living blanket off me. I squirmed and heaved. But all I could accomplish was separating the blanket around my chest. But the minute that happened, as I looked down in the dimly lit hallway, I felt top heavy. Two modest breasts jutted out of me! The blanket pushed on my back somehow changing my posture. The blanket is forcing my back to push out my chest. It's making my boobies seem even bigger. 

My arms and hands seemed less bound now for some reason. And despite a boys instinct to touch girl boobs, my hands made their way under the blanket and across smooth hips and towards my crotch. I gasped in surprise. My dick was gone! I felt a prickly, fuzzy mound between my legs. I had girl parts now. I wanted to scream with all my might. A loud girlish wail that would be hidden by the storm outside. But my senses prevailed. My mom in the past had said that curses gain more power if you're in a crazed emotional state. Dad had given me some meditation practice before. I calmly breathed in and out to gain my composure.

"This warm blanket must be cursed. It turned me into a girl...No not just that. I think I'm an elf now." I said to myself. I knew I had to be one, cause I feel two pointy ears being weighed down by the blanket over my head. I must remain calm. With the green blanket still caressing my body, I cant let the blanket control me. I take a deep breath. My family is going through something much worse than me turning into a girl. They're fighting a Dragon while I get to fight against some dirty old blanket. All I can do now is wish for them to survive and come back in one piece. 

I then remember the second part of my desire. To find a fireplace. I'm still stuck here in this place. My clothes from when I was a boy are still wet. They need to be dry before they get smelly and moldy. I look around in other directions, and I feel that familiar tingle again. I bundle and grab my clothes. Hopefully it's a regular fireplace this time and not a cursed one. I walk with a new feminine gait in the direction of the tingles. Thunderclaps and rumbles are heard all over. My elf senses are aware and acute. Miles away, there's a fierce battle of magicians against a dragon. And right in front of me is my own battle to turn back into a man. 

Book'em Elf

 A police officer is interrogating a young man with strange powers.

Yakuza Changed

 A Yakuza Guard mulls over how his life changed while trying to protect his Boss. 

Succu-jewel

As a kid I was always good at hiding. I was like a ninja. I've snuck into my Aunt's basment, to see her magic rituals lots of times. I dont know when she came across the magic jewels. But I loved it when she wore it and instantly turned younger. Her clothes would dissolve and big droopy breasts would burst forth. She would dance and play with herself for hours. But there was times when she would turn into something different. Auntie would sprout wings! Purple wings like a giant bat. I would stare at amazement. Not only did

she look young and hot, but I would see her floating and practicing all new sorts of magic. It was supernaturally erotic. If I wore those things and repeated her rituals would I turn into a woman too? These lewd thoughts of growing breasts and a pussy troubledmy teenage soul for a long time.

But alas one day, Auntie passed away. I did my best to take care of her and her estate. My relatives thought since I visit her all the time I should take care of her as she aged. They only cared for her wealth. But I relished the experience that I knew she was a witch. Honestly, I'm pretty sure as the years went by she knew I was spying on her. But either she didn't care or she relished the feelings of lust I had for her. But when she died, 

everyone in the family raided her inheritance and kicked me to the curb back to my empty residence. Her legacy was discarded and anything of value was sold off. 

That is except for Auntie's magic jewels. I knew where she left them before she died. The place was so well hidden. Not even my moneyhungry family could find it. But I did. I bided my time and stole my rightful legacy. 

Breaking into the manor and its basement was easy. Nobody kept an eye on the place. Especially with the hefty price tag of reselling the place. My childhood ninja skills came back. I could tell where the alarms were and where to stay away from security cameras. I made it to the basement wall where my Aunt had her secret ritual room. I knocked and tapped on the right spots on wall and it opened the just like she did those years ago. Her, I mean my treasures awaited. 

Despite being abandoned, the room was impeccably clean. I glanced over at the wall duct where I would hide. Looking down and remembering quietly playing with my horny self and seeing my aunt transform before my eyes. Relishing and wanting to experience what my Aunt would do here to herself. But my mission now was to gain her magic jewels and finally get to feel what it's like to be a succubus. 

Somewhere in the room, a turntable started. Orchestral Victorian music started playing. It

was a pleasant song. It became my favorite after hearing my Aunt hum it many times. Down here in the basement. The sounds bounced off the walls building my excitement. 

So I grabbed her hidden jewelery box and her Tome. I opened the book and set it down near me. I opened the box and looked at the contents. I instantly remembered what Auntie's routine was. I got on my knees and I pulled out a gold hair pin. I set it on my head. Instantly I felt an enormous tug. My hair grew out so fast out my scalp that silky black strands looped around the floor. My head felt so heavy, no wonder why my aunt got on herknees. The weight of all those luxurious locks would have made her fall over. 

I brushed my hair aside, away from my ears and I grabbed some purple earrings. I always got flak from everyone and I was called a faggot for getting both my ears pierced. But tonight it was worth it. My slender hands delicately touched my earlobes as the hook part made it's way through my ear flesh. I could almost see the purple jewels gleaming in the low light of the basement. To keep my head from flopping to one side, I repeated the insertion of the other earring. My body felt smaller and heavier now. I was squirming in an unfamiliar body. My clothes seemed thinner too. Cloth dissapeared from my shoulders. Only my sleeves were left. My knees rubbing the thinning cloth of my bluejeans they almost felt like silk. 

I glanced over at the book on the floor. My eyesight seemed sharper than ever. I couldlook over at the tiny words on the pages and yet they seemed gigantic, almost floating above my head. I whispered some of the phrases of the pages from the book. My voice was sultry and feminine. I remembered the magic speeches and phrases said aloud by my aunt. It looks 

like I didn't need the book at all. But it felt comforting having it near me. I repeated them. The voice coming out of me was so erotic, I had to nibble on my hair to stop myself from giggling in joy. I really was becoming a woman!

Having moved on to reciting another paragraph, It was time to put on the choker. I knew it was the best part. After auntie put it on, her breasts would explode out of her. There was a joyful, definintive swaying in my ass and jiggling of my thighs as I reached over and grabbed the large purple choker studded with pearls. The necklace felt magnetic as it got closer to my smooth slender neck. The second the heavy jewel touched my skin, it dug into me. The choker snapped itself shut without me having to close it. The flowing,

intense jolts of pleasure forced me back down onto my knees! My chest felt hot and heavy like lead. My nipples were on fire! As I raised myself off the floor to resist the weight, my pecs felt gooey like taffy. As if the act of lifting myself pulled down on my breasts.  My two new massive boobies hung pendulously off my body. What was left of my shirt shifted and stuck to my floppy sweaty teats. I swear my new breasts look bigger that anything my Auntie conjured. 

As the waves of pleasure rocked my body, the last of my male instincts was telling me to grab my dick and give it the jerking of a lifetime. But alas, it was gone. The spell took it away from me. But in it's place was a new, sopping wet vagina. My nose became instantly

keen and aware of it. The silky cloth that was formerly my pants left an opening for my hands to explore my new feminine desires. My new, womanly brain tingled with anticipation as I knew this was the next glorious step in my transformation. 

My index and middle finger made their way into my waiting mound. It's new and intense, as I masterbated. Each probe and flick; finding new pleasures never felt before by a man. I flinched and arched my back the deeper I went. As my fingers made new ground. My lower back started throbbing, itching and bulging. I wanted to stop, but I couldn't. New muscles, bones

and skin erupted above my ass. Gusts of wind blew around the room as my body finally climaxed.I looked over at my back and saw my two new wings. I gasped in joy at the double cresendo of my complete transformation! I screamed in ecstasy! 

Experiencing this whole new pleasure, I know now there's no going back. I cant go back to being a plain old boring human anymore. My aunt was addicted and now I am too. In the few minutes that I lay here in my afterglow, I feel some witchy powers growing within me. I grab the book off the floor and I will myself to float a bit in place. I got a few hours left before sunrise and the magic will wear off. I turn the pages of the book and find a paragraph in it.... 

'Transformation can be permanent if caster fornicates with the opposite sex.'

Goat + Witch

 A young teen gets revenge on his uncle. 

Today, I had a day off from work. So I made two captions today. Enjoy the posts. 

Nefra

 

It's been going on for generations. And now a young man finally gets to be Nefra. 

The Dreaming

 A kid finds out that his powers are nothing compared to other magical creatures. 

Poolside Transformation

Everything was going to plan. The city pool was empty. There was no security anywhere. No guards no alarms. Just the chirping of crickets in the cool late summer night. A little blond kid, had the pool all to himself. He was a agile and cautious as a cat in the lonely public facility. The little blue pill in his pocket seemed to call to him. Derek could smell the chlorine in the water and the gentle lapping the pool water made. He'll be swimming in it soon enough.

His anxiety was getting the best of him. He quickly swallowed the magic pill and didn't even undress. Fuck consequences! He excitedly thought. His black speedo, swimcap and goggles are going to get destroyed. But Derek had a backup plan. Hours ago, when he was there during the day with friends, he left a bag hidden behind a work panel with extra clothes. He wasn't going to go back home naked. But he'll worry about that later.

Derek felt his body tingle. Sharp pains attacked his stomach. The blue pill was working. His body was digesting the magic. Like he's seen it done before. That's why he knew the little pill would work. Derek quickly chucked his shoes and socks as he made his way to the edge of the cold dark pool.

"I want to be a merman!" He cried out in the darkness. Nobody heard him. "I want to breathe underwater and have my legs turn into a big, smooth, scaly, fish half! Oh and a cool looking tail!" Derek knew he had to just think it and the magic pill would do it. But it felt so good saying his transformation aloud. He almost felt like saying his favorite video game quote: 'henshin a go go baby!'

Then something else creeped into his head. Why just a merman? He had a transformation pill! He can be more than that. Something awesome, something sexy? With new scandalous thoughts, he dove right into the deep Olympic size pool. Thoughts of his cute Asian classmate and other girls he fantasizes about flashed before his eyes as he hit the cold water's surface.

As Derek tried to make his bearings in the pool. The mad tingling had spread out all over to every inch of his scrawny, lanky body. It almost felt like if the water was churning and boiling around him! Once in the water he felt a bit bigger. He was growing! He could feel his spine popping and stretching out. Muscles filling out to his delight. His shoulders and neck widening just a bit. His organs gurgling and belly pushing out a bit. His butt seemed a bit plumper too. Wet, bangs of hair floated near his eyes too. He brushed them aside with his slender fingers.

There's no point in staying in one place, Derek thought. I'm in the water, may as well swim. As his legs kicked and flailed, the young teen realized that he was pretty fast in the water. His bigger hips seemed to thrust his body far in the water. Soon enough though, his legs were moving in unison. Not one leg up and the other down. But synchronized. His legs were fusing together. Derek's feet and toes were changing too. It's almost like if he could hear ankles and toes and feet cracking, flattening and fusing. Derek had more control and could wiggle his lengthening toes in the water. They were practically flippers now. He reveled in the feelings of his body changing and becoming something else.

Derek was swimming laps over and over in the pool. He took in deep breaths of water just like if it was air. But with each twist and turn and flap of tail, he noticed a bit of drag under the water. Slowing him down just slightly. Derek stopped in place. He checked his watery surroundings. Some moonlight filtered through the water from above. Derek took a peek down on his body. There before him was two pointy nipples and growing mounds of his soft, new boobflesh. Perkily jutting from his feminine frame, Derek giggled. He innocently squeezed his new breasts together and enjoyed his new cleavage. His tail swayed happily too. Creating a cloud of bubbles.

As Derek kept swimming to his hearts content, he forgot how long he's been underwater. A bit of fear washed over him. The last bit of his humanity nagged at him. He needed oxygen not H2O. He panicked. The chlorine water seemed to sting at his eyes and burn his lungs a bit. He was aware of other strange things around him. He could still hear the crickets far away. The hum of the pool filter and the barking of a dog a few blocks away. Even his body felt smooth and deliciously alien, no trace of his former boyish self. Why did he get scared all of a sudden? He was safe. Nobody is around. Just a mermaid enjoying a nightly swim. So he decided to swim to the surface to ease his mind and scope out his new self. He would lay and revel in his new body under the moonlight. Maybe play with his boobs a bit more?

As he made it to the edge and pushed himself out the water and onto the poolside. Derek forgot that his chest was bigger. Someone's weight is quite different once you're out of the water. Derek miscalculated as he grabbed the ledge, to push himself up and out. His two new breasts scraped the edge of the rough tiled floor as he fell flat on his face. Derek yelped as a painful electric rush ran through his nipples and through his breasts. His tailfin slapped the hard concrete floor. He wanted to stand, but his lack of hips, legs and feet didn't let him. He used his arms to prop himself up as his fishy lower half began to flop into a seated position. Despite the fading pain, Derek stared in awe at the two wet things on his chest. The pool water dripping down his cleavage and down his taut stomach. He had always seen boobs on the internet and at older girls at school, but never on him. His breasts looked more awesome above ground than underwater. Derek was completely mesmerized. So focused on his new chest and his feminine traits than his blue scaled lower fish half. So focused that he didn't notice the angry witch girl approaching from the darkness.

"I was wondering when you were going to come out the pool, you perverted little shrimp!?" The girl sneered. Her dark robe and witch hat was imposing and menacing. "How dare you steal one of my pills!" She snapped. "Do you realize how much you jeopardized the mission!" She was livid! "Now one of my comrades cant go and may have to be replaced because of you!" With a wave of her fiery pink hand, Her witchy clothes faded away revealing a daring purple swimsuit. Then, pieces of Derek's clothes came out of the water, torn to pieces because of his transformation. They landed gently next to him. "And don't be a slob, pick up your mess when you transform!"

A cold fear swept through Derek. His hands instinctively went up to his breasts. That voice, it was more frightening than anything he's felt before. It was his older sister, Marie. A million excuses ran
through his head. What could he do and say? The truth works. "Big sis, for days I saw you making a bunch of magic pills, I didn't think you were going to miss one. So I took it! I had a good plan, and I saw you leave. So, how did you find me?" Derek replied meekly. He squeezed his chest tightly. He was trying to avoid eye contact with her angry sister, Marie. But he couldn't avoid staring at the pink magic flames erupting from her fist. He had never seen her do that trick before.

"Why are you covering your chest, freak? It's not like I've seen some boobs before." Marie teased. "Don't you realize idiot, that a witch like me can keep track of her spells? I was giving a briefing to my superior mage when I sensed one of my pills activating! Of course, I knew it had to be you! I saw how excited you got when we tested my first batch of pills. I let you try one and you wished for Vulcan ears like that Spock guy in those movies you enjoy so much. But dammit, the pill you stole was different! My first batch only last an hour or two. I could have given you one of those basic transformation pills, you dumb butt! All you had to do was ask! These new pills are a group magic. Everyone is transformed together. Now you're stuck like that until my comrades mission is over."

Marie's anger was dying down a bit. Derek could sense it. The pink flame was slowly burning itself out. Marie was always quick to anger, but she was quicker to forgive her only little brother. But Derek knew he wasn't out of the woods yet. Cautiously, and hoping to get some more info out of her sister, he asked, "So what's going to happen to me now, Marie? Are you going to tell mom and dad? Am I really stuck like this? Honestly, I didn't know you went on secret missions. That's so cool, when can I go on some?"

"Well," Marie took a breath, "I'm going to have to talk to Uncle Remus. In case you didn't know, Uncle Rem is the mage master for our region. He's my, I mean our superior. You've known for years that magic is real. But there's more out there. Bad things, dangerous individuals, and unpredictable magicks. I'll have to ask Uncle if we can include you in our next sortie. Our next battle against the beast-men is approaching. The transformation pills I created are a way for us witches and warlocks to match the beast-men's raw power. You have no battle experience, but now that you're half-fish, you'll make an excellent scout. Scouts don't have to fight. And you're still a few years away from your
fifteenth birthday when your abilities will finally manifest themselves. And to answer one more question, I think mom and dad will agree that its time for you to finally learn the family business first hand." Marie almost felt proud of that last line.

"I know I messed up big tonight, big sis," Derek apologized. "So, I'm sorry. I know magic is real but I always thought it was just for fun. I mean, I see you having fun all time. Creating potions, magic circles and stuff. I've even spied on mom and dad. At first I thought I was being sneaky but, I think, they know I'm tailing them. Well I guess the truth is, I'm just jealous. When will it be my turn to learn magic? But something clicked when I saw you make me try those awesome transforming pills. Somehow I knew I couldn't just do it once. I had to get my hands on more!" Derek spoke truthfully.

"I'm thinking maybe little bro...I mean sis. That you'll probably have an affinity for transformation magicks. Me making you transform first hand, awoke your potential magical insight." Marie said. "I mean look at you! that's a perfect mermaid transformation if I ever saw one. Some mages don't get the anatomy right the first time. But you even managed to change into a perfect Asian mermaid girl too! And you've got quite the imagination. I guess horny little brothers like you are quite observant."

"Umm.....thanks I guess?" Derek replied nervously. Not sure if that was an insult or a compliment. Derek's body yearned to get back into the water. His breasts lifted and moved slightly as he scratched his back. It seemed dry and itchy. Was he drying out? It's only been a few minutes since he got out of the water. But it seemed longer with his older sisters lecturing. The sloshing of the water was calling to him. As he looked towards the water, his sister was closing in.

Marie walked around his little brother turned mermaid. She stopped and stood between him and the pool. "Sorry Derek, No going back into the water for you. I've got to take you home. I still have to figure out a punishment for you. Excuse the pun little brother, but you're not off the hook yet!" Marie's posture changed as devious thoughts ran through her head. A scary smile ran through her face. One that Derek knew all too well... "Say....did you turn your face into that Mikawa girl from
your class? She's a cutie! You aged her up quite nice too!" Marie lustfully licked her lips. "I guess similar fetishes run through our family, don't they Derek? I have a thing for cute Asian girls like yourself. Well then, come along now little sister. I think I found your perfect, deserving, punishment!"

"Okay." Derek replied defeatedly as Marie's hand glowed a fiery pink once more. Her original dark clothes came back again. Derek knew he had to accept the consequences. He knew better than going against his sister a second time. Derek felt lighter suddenly. His sister was levitating him and the scraps of clothes near him. Floating felt a lot like being in water. After a few steps, a dark, shadowy, portal opened in front of them. Marie enters first, with Derek in tow.

Leaving the city pool, in the lonely night once again.

The Chauffeur

Sorry! For not posting. Its been a while eh? Well here's a new little story for you. A driver finds his body changing for his witchy boss.

Dana and Mom

Dana and his mom talk about his magical legacy and what the future holds for him.

Okay! I'm back! So sorry for not posting. My job did not give me enough time to write up some of my little short stories. Now that the holidays are over, I have some free time to make some more. I'm happy you've stuck around! Or if you're new here, thanks for stopping by!

Brothers Transform

Two brothers Shane and Lester try out some transformation spells. It doesn't go too well. But they are learning, and that's what matters.

Immortal Sorcerer

A being reborn many times over finds its original body. It has a conversation with itself.


Sorry for the lack of posting! I've got too many digital distractions. Too many new videogames that I've been playing and watching a ton of anime and movies on my backlog.

Not to mention my job going into longer hours for the holidays. I will try to make up more strange, funny, exotic stories soon okay!?

Thanks for sticking around!

The Gate Child

This young lad is whisked away to another dimension and eventually finds a new life there.

A Wtiches' Apprentice

Damn. 4chan's not working right now and the anon cant see this yet. I'll have to post it tonight when I get home from work.

A witch steals a boy and likes that he has magical abilities that can help her.

Patchouli and The Pepto

I've seen pictures of the these girls before, I have plenty of their pics saved, but I have no clue or seen the games/anime based on them. But I did my best to please the anon that requested this on 4chan. Let's hope he/she likes it.

Diva Alliele

My first Email request! Actually it was a 4chan request. But the anon sent me an e-mail to do something with the picture. Because the thread was culled. So this is what I came up with. I wonder if he/she will get to see it? Well, maybe the anon is a regular here? Anyways, its not just for him its for everyone to read. Tell me what you think of my most recent story?

Mist Doggy

A dumb teen finds a way to get smarter. The so called "mist doggy" wants to help.

Another 4chan anon request done. Although his/her stipulations were quite vague. This is what I came up with.

Amon And Aika

Amon is turned into Aika's familiar after he cheated on her a while back.

A 4chan request done! From me to that anon!