Spindizzy's tales of transformation

  Model Disha  Dejectedly, I tugged at the expensive fabric of my favourite suit. Clinging to the futile notion that if it still fit, even a little bit, then I'd still have a link back to the man I was. But the suit hung around my now slender frame like a Calvin Klein tent. Instead of boosting my rapidly fading male identity, it only served to emphasise how much my body had changed. With full breasts swelling on my chest and a newly minted pussy between my legs, I was well past the point of denying what the gender flu had done to me.  It was time to face up to my future like a man, um, woman.   The first step, I decided, was to start on a new wardrobe. I'd been getting by with family castoffs and old shirts that fit more like dresses, and I'd had about enough of looking like a student on laundry day.  I'd always enjoyed dressing well, and I didn't see a reason why that should change now. I'll admit a small part of me had always envied women's wider var...

 Gina rushed to her brother's house as soon as she heard he'd succumbed to the gender flu. If she knew Chris, he'd be an emotional wreck. Crying over his lost manhood and unable to cope with idea that he was now a permanent she. So, it was a huge shock to find her newly converted sister already wearing jewellery and make-up, keen to brag about her new assets. Turns out Gina didn't know Chrissy nearly as well as she'd assumed!

Alex was lucky in a lot of ways. He'd contracted quite a mild strain of the gender flu. Apart from one or two obvious differences his new body wasn't all that different from how he'd been as a boy. A good hair cut and some baggy clothes he could probably still pass as male if he wanted to. Not like some of the other victims he's seen. He shudders to think of himself with balloon like tits or turned into a stereotypical Asian school girl like some of the variant strains. No, turning into a cute tomboy is quite enough of a change for him.

Since I fell victim to the gender flu my girlfriend has been nothing but supportive, helping me adjust, showing me how to dress, how to stand how to walk, even how to fix my makeup. I think we were both surprised by how well I took to  being  a girl after just a couple of month you would never know that I used to be a guy it just seemed so natural being this way. I knew that my girlfriend missed the old me but over time she came to accept that guy was gone, well mostly. You see one day she came home and told me that she loved me but she had been raised to be kind of old-fashioned and she felt that a relationship should have a man and woman and since I no longer seemed up to the job of being the man it fell to her to take on the responsibility. Before I could ask her what the hell she was on about she showed me her brand new strapless dildo and before I can say a word she has me half naked on the bed. She starts fucking my tight little pussy as I moaned and complained but ...