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Other places you can find me

While I figure this whole blogger thing out here are some of the other places you can find me. (caution most of these links contain adult material, proceed with care ) Tumblr.   spindizzy17.tumblr.com (The place to find all my captions and a few longer stories)   spinteractive.tumblr.com (An experiment in using tumblr for interactive fiction)   spinspics.tumblr.com (A place for picture I am thinking of captioning or just enjoy or want to link to on other sites) Writing.com   https://www.writing.com/main/portfolio/view/spindizzy (Interactives and other assorted snippets) TGStorytime    http://www.tgstorytime.com/viewuser.php?uid=9574   (Great story archive, somewhere I'm more active as a reader than a writer but you can find what I have posted here) CHYOA.com        https://chyoa.com/story/Unexpected-Delivery.13276  (A seemingly mundane item it delivered to your door with transforming results)      https://chyoa.com/story/Changing-Day.14306  (People are randoml

Playing Nice

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The dark magic of the Grimoire had tempted Jessica with promises of power and seductive pleasure. It's spells had given the once mild mannered housewife her fantasy body, young once more and more beautiful than she'd ever dreamed of being but, at the same time it had extracted it's price. With each spell cast it corrupted her a little more until her soul was as cruel and twisted as her appearance was lovely. Still, there must have been some spark of kindness left deep within her. How else to explain fact that she'd allowed her useless cuck of a husband to not only to keep living in her house but also to remain human and able to remember their life together? True, she had turned him into a sexy blonde and forced him to service her boy toys when she wasn't using them but at least they were still together.  As Jessica reminded him on the rare occasions he found the nerve to bemoan his feminized fate, he really shouldn't complain. Not unless he wanted to find out wh

Exactly what it looks like

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Click your heels

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 Oh you silly thing. You don't need to go searching for a dumb old wizard to make you a real bimbo. Forget about that yellow brick road, just wear these magical ruby heels and repeat after me: There's no taste like cum There's no taste like cum You'll soon see the girl you were looking for was inside you all along

No regrets

  I could have had anything at all. Money, fame, power! Instead, I lost my temper and wished my slob of a roommate would become my sexy live-in maid. I feel like an idiot wasting my one wish. Except on laundry days when I don't regret it at all

Better Bimbo

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 I  know I'm, like, a super smarty science guy. Like, I never had huge sexy titties or a big sexy butt and this, ooh, sooo wet and a hawt pussy instead of a dumb old cock until my little oopsie with the shiny canister. Anyway, I was totally gonna fix me with those nano-thingies. You know, the itty bitty robo whatsits that made me all dumb and pretty. But then Mike here came in and started touching my boobies. Yay! Mmm, it's making go all floaty and nice. I think I'm gonna just suck and fuck his huge nummy cock and forget all about being a dumb boring science guy, forever.

True Self

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  Legend had it that the spirt of the woods could sense a person's inner truth. That it could manifest the true core of someone's being. I never believed it, of course. Even if I had, I'd never have expected to work its magic on me. My inner truth was the same as my outer self as far as I was concerned. Sure, I wasn't exactly satisfied with my body. What guy is? And who hasn't fantasized about life on the other side of the gender fence every now and then? So, the last thing I expected when I drove out into the woods to clear my head was to grow a pussy and a pair of tits larger than my head. It was crazy, impossible, and weirder still. It just felt so right!

Assumptions

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 I know what you're thinking. A pretty young thing like me, working as a mechanic, what's that all about? "Did she used to be a guy?" You might be wondering if you've spent some time in certain corners of the Internet, "Was she some loud overbearing grease monkey until she pissed off the wrong girl and got transformed into a hottie?" Well, shame on you, that's a gross and sexist assumption based on outdated patriarchal notions of gender roles. Not that you'd be wrong, mind. That is exactly what happened, ran my mouth when I should have shut it, and ZAP! I wound up looking like a calendar girl. I'm half the size I was, none of my old clothes fit, and all my guy friends are trying to get in my panties. I'm lucky to still have a job but I'm not sure if the boss is keeping me on because I'm such a hard worker or because he thinks he's got a chance with me... Anyway, my point is, you shouldn't make assumptions about people. Tru