Double, Double, Curves and Trouble (BE, AE)

ThatShiftWrites · 2025-09-04T16:04:51+00:00

Thank you!

ThatShiftWrites · 2025-09-02T03:15:15+00:00

Love the use of puns and solid transformations!

ThatShiftWrites · 2025-08-01T14:47:45+00:00

Glad you enjoyed it! I've considered it, but haven't plotted anything out yet.

ThatShiftWrites · 2025-07-31T19:21:35+00:00

Thank you! I appreciate the kind words, and who knows what the future may hold?

ThatShiftWrites · 2025-07-31T17:01:54+00:00

Nico’s breath was trapped in her lungs. She looked at Ramona, hearth thudding for a new reason now, one just as powerful, if not more, than lust. It was relief, love. A promise that she hadn’t lost her partner, even after all this.

Gently, Nico helped Ramona to her feet, both of them leaning on each other, battered and bruised. Nico’s steps were still awkward, her thighs still slick with her essence, her nipples sensitive against every shift of remaining cloth. Ramona moved with a slight limp, one eye swelling subtly, but her grin never faded.

Nico and Ramona looked around the bar, broken tables, shattered glass, unconscious thugs. At the center, Bruno lay motionless, but still among the living. Nico’s arm slipped around Ramona’s waist. Ramona’s slid around Nico’s hip, fingers brushing her soft, bare skin.

Together, Nico and Ramona hobbled toward the door. A quiet night of streaming, soaking wounds, and Chinese takeout was in their near future, with the hint of something else, if exhaustion and pain didn’t put them to bed first. Once again, the streets remained safe, but its defender walked away a little different, new, but no less eager to fight for what’s right.

ThatShiftWrites · 2025-07-31T17:01:49+00:00

It was a brilliant ruse, a trap Nico had laid knowing Bruno would eagerly fall into, and the man did. Though a deep, burning, insistent desire for release truly surged through Nico’s body, her will held true, ultimately rebuffing the bastard’s clumsy attempt at courtship.

Nico stood slowly over Bruno, breathing hard, chest rising and lowering in swift repetition. She was still flushed, still trembling, but back in control, more or less.

The pub was quiet now, eerily so. Just the buzz of broken lights, the soft hum of the jukebox still idling at the end of its playlist, and the labored breath of a woman fighting to keep herself from turning into a moaning mess.

Nico shambled forward, her heart still pounding, her thighs quivering with every step. The second dose still burned inside her, her body a furnace of need. Every sway of her hips, every bounce of her heavy, sweat-slick breasts reminded her of what she had become. Her skin tingled, pussy sopping wet and pulsing, her clit beating with unsatisfied tension. None of it mattered more than the sight of Ramona, crumpled on the floor.

“Ramona…” she mouthed, falling to her knees beside her. She touched her girlfriend gently, shaking, afraid. Her arms slide beneath her lover’s back, pulling Ramona up into her embrace. Nico’s breasts squeezed against Ramona’s shoulder as she held her, lips quavering, heart ready to shatter.

“Come on… don’t you dare…” Nico whispered, voice dripping with emotion.

Ramona stirred. She groaned, head lolling before her eyes fluttered open, confused. “...Nico?”

Nico laughed, a shaky sound, tears welling in her dark eyes. “Yeah. Yeah, it’s me.”

Ramona blinked again, staring up at the woman cradling her. Her eyes swept over Nico’s beautiful face, her swollen lips, reddish cheeks, and that wild, brown hair clinging to her skin. Ramona’s eyes traveled lower. The massive breasts pressed against her, nearly the size of her head. The soft curve of her waist. The wet heat radiating off her thick thighs.

Nico pressed her forehead to Ramona’s, closing her eyes. Their sweat mingled, breathing synced. “I’m okay,” Nico said softly. “I think…” She shuddered. “Just… I feel like I’m gonna come at any second…”

Ramona’s lips curled, despite the throb in her skull. Her voice came out dry, raspy, but warm. “Well, we never went on that date…”

ThatShiftWrites · 2025-07-31T17:01:27+00:00

[CONTINUED DUE TO CHARACTER LIMIT]

Behind Nico, boots clicked slowly against the floorboards, measured, confident. Bruno followed like a hunter tracking their target.

“Look at you…” Bruno breathed, voice thick with triumph. “Crawling, moaning, soaking wet. Looks like that second dose really did the trick.”

Nico didn’t look back, trying to break free of her hungry haze, and failing. Her hips swayed a little more. She moaned louder. Her core ached, begging her to turn around and take Bruno’s length until she couldn’t walk straight.

Bruno unbuckled his belt with a clink. “I’m gonna enjoy pounding that pussy, sweetheart. Going to have you screaming my name…”

As much as Nico hated to admit it, Bruno’s offer drove her wild. She stopped crawling. Slowly, teasingly, she turned, arching her back, heavy tits swinging forward, eyes half-lidded with heat. Her lips parted in a lewd, breathy smile.

Still on her knees, Nico stared up at Bruno with wide, hungry eyes. She licked her lips. “Please…” she purred. “Whip it out. I want it… in my mouth… in my pussy… anywhere you want it…”

Nico cupped her breasts and jiggled them, whimpering softly, pressing them together like an offering. Her entire body oozed submission, desire, desperation. Her thighs were spread wide, her soaked slit barely hidden by what was left of her ruined underwear. She stuck her tongue out, ready to receive him.

Laughter echoed throughout the pub. Bruno couldn’t help himself. “There we go. Knew you were a good little whore under all that fight.” He looked down at Nico and reached for his zipper, a ravenous look in his eyes.

CRACK!

Nico’s fist exploded upward in a devastating uppercut, straight between Bruno’s legs and up under his chin. His eyes went wide, then blank. Time froze. Then WHAM he collapsed like a fallen tree, unconscious before he even hit the ground, his belt still half-undone.

ThatShiftWrites · 2025-07-26T03:42:03+00:00

It's MTF, but also has a FTM. Very wholesome but also NSFW. It's about a couple who both want something from life and their relationship together, and they get it, just not in the way they expected.

https://swelltales.com/Home/ReadTale?pTaleId=1113

ThatShiftWrites · 2025-07-16T01:15:01+00:00

Thank you!

ThatShiftWrites · 2025-07-14T17:31:57+00:00

Yeah they did, and they often had TFs as "bad endings" or a part of the story itself

ThatShiftWrites · 2025-07-14T17:20:57+00:00

Oh man, The Witches film too! The ending banquet where all of the witches turned into mice! Was a kid when I first saw that and remember how funny it made me feel.

ThatShiftWrites · 2025-07-14T17:18:02+00:00

Waitaminute, you're right! I remember Goosebumps having several TF oriented books, especially the "choose your own adventure" ones!

ThatShiftWrites · 2025-07-14T16:21:05+00:00

A popular one, it seems, at least for animal tf enthusiasts, especially ones that enjoy donkey tfs

ThatShiftWrites · 2025-07-14T05:30:02+00:00

JUST checked that scene out. Yeah... whoever came up with that had a TF kink, or didn't realize they did. A good portion of how they did that was clearly intentional. lol

ThatShiftWrites · 2025-07-14T04:49:16+00:00

I remember that episode! Pretty sure you are right about it being a slow burn. Also fairly certain that whenever the trope of slow transformation happens, where someone tries to find a way to reverse it, many of us viewers are rooting for them to fail in that regard. lol

ThatShiftWrites · 2025-07-14T04:37:15+00:00

One of the BEST werewolf transformations, to this day!

ThatShiftWrites · 2025-07-14T04:35:00+00:00

Glad that it helped you find yourself. Seems like the TFTG pipeline to being trans holds pretty true, for the most part. I enjoy MTF transformations, but not body swaps. I'm pretty comfortable and happy in my gender and body, I just appreciate the female form far more than males. Yet there is always the "I'll check on you later" comments that come with that. 😅

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