A goth girl tries on a pair of cute, enchanted socks.
From my Patreon!
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Zoe stared at the flat, white box as if it were a Jack-in-the-Box toy with a viper sitting on the spring mechanism. Two candles flickered atop two separate glass skulls on opposite sides of her desk. Despite being nearly midnight, she glanced at her locked door. Her roommate would be sleeping so she was safe. It was Friday and he’s been studying all day for a test he had on Monday.
Brushing artificially colored black bangs away from her face, she stared back at the box. She could feel the judgement from various posters around her room – the mosquito from her Møl poster buzzing its laughter while the black clad woman on her enlarged Tribulation album cover mocked her secret fantasy. She hugged her large black dragon plushie as a defense against her shame.…
A young woman is given a special gift that brings changes.
From my Patreon! One of the initial gift stories for people that joined at the beginning.
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1. The CYOA continues – we’re at four parts with a fifth coming later this month!
2. I have about 13 or 14 stories posted on the Patreon but nowhere else. I have a lot of dog girl stories, a lesbian donkey TF and more! Including The Gift chapter 2 and OFFICE BITCH CHAPTER 3!!
3. I ask for polls and feedback and sometimes your input directs my writing.
When given pills to help with his aggression, a man finds himself changing more than his attitude.
Thursday, January 4th, 2018
Fuck you. And fuck you too, Dr. Swalley.
Friday, January 12th, 2018
This is the stupidest shit I’ve ever done, I swear to god.
Fine. Fine. For Kiera.
“You don’t talk much, Tony,” she says.
I mean, no shit. What’s there to talk about? I just get mad, okay? Who doesn’t? It’s all bullshit. Trying to keep ahead, listening to your coworker’s crap, all those fuckin’ people on the road that don’t know how to drive. …
Funny little story behind the creation of this one, I’ll post about it on my main site in a day or two. Oiling my writing wheels before completing and commission and then possibly opening up for more.
Couldn’t just not write something for Halloween, though!
The Ghoul Gang investigates a werewolf! Hijinks follow!!
The classroom’s speakers clicked with a brief burst of static as a dissonant chime echoed through the noisy classroom. Their teacher yawned, hiding his mouth with the back of his hand. He pulled out his tablet to begin marking attendance.
Five students huddled in the back corner of the room, ignoring everyone else while names were repeated until someone answered.…
Made for a soon-to-be released paid anthology of my TG stories. Please support me by buying one (or more!) of my stories: https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/AuthorMarkGraham
A young man finds himself changing into a perfect female lover for his friend.
Derek leaned forward on the edge of the couch cushion, his tongue between his teeth as he focused on the television in front of him. His fingers worked the controller he held in his hand and, on-screen, his character shouted as she kicked and punched.
“Man, Chun-Li is cheap,” Steven said.
“Fuck. You.” Derek answered. He glanced at his friend for a moment before unleashing a combo that brought Steven’s character down to a sliver of health. …
Three girls enter an ‘Escape The Room’ with a forest setting and find themselves changing to fit.
This was a commission from internmatt on Deviantart.
Jennifer sat in an overstuffed chair, staring at the faint cracks in the white leather. She settled her glasses on her nose out of nervous habit, awkwardly ignoring the other two girls in the room. Her arm stood out in stark contrast against the chair, her skin as dark as burnt mocha.
The young woman stole a quick glance at the other two girls – Emily and Madison – and then bent back down to picking at the lines in the chair. …
Soft white LED tube lights filled the simple room. Within the room was a huge table lined with high walls. The room was sterile and white and even shadows were seemingly banished by the array of lights. Five black cameras watched the table, four in the corners and a large dome camera directly above.
Dr. Bowman looked up from the monitors on the table before her. She saw herself in the thick glass set in the wall separating her from the white room. …
This story is a commission. The rough scenario (man to bird and singing on stage) is from the commissioner but I built a world around it to place it in. The universe it’s set in is mine.
A young man unwillingly changes in front of a crowd as he sings.
– My first bird TF!
The bar fell into a hush when she walked in. Conversations stopped in a wave around the entrance, rippling out until the entire place was silent. Kanye blared from the digital jukebox but you could hear a pin drop.
If she blushed, you couldn’t tell; her cheeks were hidden behind deep black fur. …
This story was commissioned by RayO_ElGatubelo – all ideas, characters and settings are his.
A young woman wanders into the rainforest and is attacked. She finds herself changing under the light of the moon.
The sharp, high calls of coquis and thousands of other hidden nocturnal creatures began to fill the air as the sun slipped lower in the sky. Darkness fell quickly in the rainforest, the trees blocking what little light remained of the red and pink and orange sunset. The sound of laughing tourists joined the small animals calling for their mates as locals moved silently around a large clearing, re-lighting special torches used to keep mosquitos and other biting insects away.…
Re-posting the four stories from /r/gonewild separately.
A small young woman sets up a webcam stream on a different kind of /r/gonewild subreddit and soon finds herself changing as her milk comes in…
Mikela sighed as she closed her apartment door behind her. She brushed a loose strand of silver hair behind her ear as she kicked off her flats, freeing her aching feet. Her slim legs were hidden beneath dark stockings and the young woman sighed again, happily this time, as she worked her toes on the cool tile of her entryway.
Setting her large, heavy purse down beside the front door, Mikela rolled her shoulders and padded to the kitchen. …