TF and Feminization Erotica By Heather Graham
Noegenhed (https://twitter.com/noegenhed) continues his streak of absolutely incredible art with this piece of my character!
The changes were impossible to hold back as she imagined the dildo was a real wolf’s cock, plunging deep into her pussy
…
An unaware, newly infected werewolf can’t stop her urges as her date night approaches…
Jamal sat at the edge of the bed he shared with his girlfriend, watching her move around their small bedroom. He scratched his cheek and then lower to his side while he eyed her slim figure. She’d spent an hour on her hair while he’d tried to relax on the couch but he was restless and found himself walking around and fixing minor annoyances that had cropped up at home over the week.
He squeezed his cock through the slacks he wore as she bent to dig through a pile of clean clothes still stacked in her laundry basket. …
A cursed bracelet causes a chain reaction of transformations…
A gift story for the amazing wwbot ( https://www.furaffinity.net/gallery/wwbot/ )!
The bus rattled as it slammed into a pothole. Alice gripped her purse tightly and then pulled it harder against her belly.
Her new bracelet rubbed against her wrist. The thin metal pulled at the tiny blonde hairs that rose around it on her otherwise hairless arm. There were sharp little pains as the hairs lengthened slightly and twisted around the bracelet. Her skin dimpled outward until she rubbed her arm forward.
She’d found the bracelet in a dusty old antique store and thought it was cute. …
Another amazing piece of art from Noegenhed (https://twitter.com/noegenhed) for my character!
She bought her first skirt and thigh-high socks, but it looks like the thrill of trying them on caused her to get a little too excited…
…
I received this as a gift from an incredibly thoughtful patron of mine, drawn by the amazing Noegenhed (https://twitter.com/noegenhed) in honor of starting my own transition.
It shows my character, Heather, admiring herself after taking estradiol. Not canon (is that even a thing with this?) but absolutely beautiful.…
Sabine toyed with the collar dangling from the back of her neck. She reached up, scratching her throat and then around to her nape. It was there, beneath the surface of her skin, as if the beast were clawing her flesh. Sweat poured down her naked back, catching against the few scattered hairs lining her spine. Wetting them until they were slick against her body.
So difficult to hold it back. It was part of her training. Grabbing the wolf by the neck to restrain it and keep her changes at bay as long as possible. Three months since she was bitten by her girlfriend – the gift purposefully passed on when she thought she was ready.…
Trying a werewolf cock sleeve for fun begins to change a young man and the curse spreads in a strip club.
—————–
Over 100 of my as yet unreleased stories can be found on my Patreon at: https://www.patreon.com/markgraham
The faint sound of cardboard hitting concrete was easy to miss but Joseph bounced from his couch as soon as he heard it. The mailman never knocked or rang the bell, even when the package required a signature. So, he’d grown used to listening. He’d been refreshing the shipping notification every few minutes while idly playing a game on his phone but it slid between the cushions, forgotten as he raced to the door.…
A man finds more than just his gender changing…
A super duper duper short little thing about a man turning into a female werewolf. I’m posting three really short stories today, all around gender fluidity.
—————–
Over 100 of my as yet unreleased stories can be found on my Patreon at: https://www.patreon.com/markgraham
His nerves throbbed like a second heartbeat as he knelt in his living room. They thrummed, slowly at first and he groaned, shaking his head.
Static buzzed in his ears, distracting him. He pushed his palms against his head, rubbing his temples over and over. The skin dragged on his palms, loose for a moment until they filled out, bulging away from his fingers and palm into paw pads.…
“Are you sure you can’t go?” Riley asked, her fingers hooked into the front belt loops of her husband’s blue jeans. “Just picture it. Me on the dance floor, shaking my ass all alone while sex-starved men circle like animals. I’ll be all alone. Helpless. Vulnerable. Out there twerking my booty, unaware of the approaching predators.”
“Oh please, David Attenborough,” Carter laughed. He pressed the palm of his hand against her cheek and she gently nuzzled back against him before he traced a finger up and over her ear. “You’ll have Zoey and Brooklyn there with you and I trust you more than I’d trust Mr.…
Warning: painful transformation, death, violence, and gore.
Were-World’s Sue makes a stop in a sleepy town the morning after a full moon.
I wrote a fan fiction piece for Were-World ( https://www.deviantart.com/were-world/gallery?catpath=/ ) based on their “Sue” stories. All … copyrights? for the character are theirs.
You can find my page at: https://www.patreon.com/markgraham
The wide arc of the sun crowned against the horizon, casting pure golden light throughout the valley. The gray sky strained to contain the perfect blue yearning to break out. Birds chirped and fluttered, zipping from building to building while watching for crumbs and worms.
Light buzzed and hummed and swarmed within the neon sign for Ray’s Diner. …