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More Pink Gum

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Innuendo? How about in-your-end….oh…. dangit.

Oh no! Don’t! Don’t buy that pack of gum, it- oh, you did it. Well. Uh. Maybe… Maybe you’ll come to like what happens.

Maybe.

Aw, who am I kidding. You’re gonna fucking love it.

Innuendo?  How about in-your-end….oh….  dangit.

 

His fingers drum on the counter before reaching out to take his change and the package of gum he’d just purchased.  Knowing how quickly the flavor would weaken, he waits until he sits outside of the manager’s office before unwrapping and sliding the stick of gum into his mouth.  

 

The intense flavor hits him immediately and he moans. …

Milk Stud [TFTG]

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An old woman overhears an argument between husband and wife over the wife’s breast reduction and decides to give the man a small taste of karma… that ends up being anything but small and leaves the man beginning to be bred by a bull.

“All I’m saying is to give it some more thought,” Tyler pleaded with his wife.

 

“You’ve know I’ve wanted to do it,” Judy answered with a long-suffering sigh.  As much as she tried, she couldn’t hide the stress from her decision as well as her continued disagreement with her husband.

 

The recently wed couple sat in the back corner of a busy local coffee shop. …

Missionary Positions

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Jason stared through the tempered glass window next to him as the city bus rattled over the uneven street.  In the aisle seat to his right, his companion, Greg, lay with his head back against the headrest and his eyes closed to help against the car sickness he felt from the fumes and rough terrain.  

 

Although it wasn’t their first time in the area, the transition to the rough neighborhood was as shocking the second time as it was the first.  Jason watched for it on this ride and as soon as they crossed Center street, yards went from well trimmed and even to ragged lawns covered with old toys, machinery he couldn’t identify, and other random pieces of trash. …

Kawaii

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A college jock finds himself slowly turning into a woman… and then growing fur and a tail while lusting after the nerdy tutor who accidentally cursed him.

Aaugh.

 

Life returns with pain.  Cramps and a headache. 

 

It’s mostly quiet but I hear some of the guys moving around the frat house.  Opening my eyes shows me one of the coffee tables so I must be on the couch.  Body feels heavy.  

 

Slowly.  Glacially.  Turn my head.

 

Some blonde laying on me.  Almost red hair but it’s mostly blonde and straight and kinda tickling my chest, to be honest. …

Pink Gum

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‘Ew,’ he said, staring at the pink gum stuck to his fingers. He sighed and walked off the bus, eager to wash his hands. His erection surprised him later that night. He ignored it until it became too much and his fingers wrapped around the angry, throbbing shaft.

Traces of pink marked his shrinking cock when he stroked himself. His grunts became gasps and then moans. Bright pink tinged his pre-cum and his stroking fingers rubbed the tiny head of his dick as it slipped beneath his fleshy hood. His empty scrotum split into his fleshy labia.

Beads of pink cum slid down his slit.…

Begging For More

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A man is made into a submissive bitch after mistreating the wrong young woman.

A super duper duper short little thing about a man turning into a slutty submissive weredog. I’m posting three really short stories today, all around gender fluidity.
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Over 100 of my as yet unreleased stories can be found on my Patreon at: https://www.patreon.com/markgraham

“You’re fucking crazy,” I tell him over the phone, running my fingers through my short, curly hair.

“You know what the great thing is, Brad?” I hear him ask.  He sounds pissed but also amused in a way.  “I don’t care what you think. …

(She) Wolf

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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.
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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.…

Echo

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A man sees a young woman in his reflection and his own changes begin.

This is a gift story for the amazing Cluedog (https://www.deviantart.com/cluedog) loosely based upon the image here: https://www.deviantart.com/cluedog/art/Changed-872410114

You can find my page at: https://www.patreon.com/markgraham

A low buzz filled the restaurant, accompanied by the clink of silverware against bone china plates.  

 

Todd stood by at the end of the bar to survey the tables, but, more importantly, to watch the hostess and the doorway beyond.

 

The hostess was a sight to behold with black slacks that outlined her hips and ass tight enough to show a gap between her thighs. …

Layers Fan Fiction

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The summer sun burned high overhead – the Eye of Sauron trapped between the edges of the world.

 

Craig groaned, wiped sweat from his brow and flung it away before shading his eyes to stare at the baleful orb.  Sweat lined his back from where the backpack touched his body.  He walked slowly, knowing his dad would be waking soon for his shift at the mill.  

 

“Fucking Lenny,” Craig groused, kicking a rock in his path.  He wiped his fingers through the short hair on the side of his head with a sigh.

 

He’d known Lenny his entire life. …

Dear Diary

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When given pills to help with his aggression, a man finds himself changing more than his attitude.

 

Thursday, January 4th, 2018

Dear diary,

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. …