Raatilam's MtF TGTF Stories

As far as he knew, Tom was just going to have another day on the job.  He’d gotten a call to check out an old studio apartment who suspected that the weird noises that they were hearing were due to pipes in the wall breaking.  The people who had been on the phone weren’t seemingly the brightest, having trouble answering some fairly basic questions about whether there was any water damage, so, he headed out to take a look himself.  It meant that he had to make more trips to his truck once there to get tools he needed, but whatever, he was on the clock while making his trips.  This was about as exciting as his life got these days, but as he got there, he noticed something strange.   The building was tall.   Fifteen floors of studio apartments, and as he made his way through the place, he didn’t see a single guy.   Every person who he passed was a young and beautiful woman, as far as he could tell, there wasn’t a single person in this building over th...

"It’s only going to get better from here, I promise” She cooed. To be honest, I wasn’t too sure as to what was going on.   My friends and I were simply out on the town when we were approached by what we at first thought was a just a busty woman cosplaying as Lucoa.   However, there was something alluring about her.   It was strange, as John and Mick were the first ones who got in on the action.   The odd part was that John was the gayest guy you’d ever meet, but even he wasn’t immune to her charms, and before any of us knew it, the two of them were spitroasting this woman.   Within a minute, the two of them had come and that’s when things got really strange.   Myself and Henry watched mesmerised the whole time as our friends came inside of this woman and then…they started to change.   The lost their muscles, their chests swelled to match her incredible bust and their cocks withdrew until there were only womanly slits left in their place.   W...

Timothy slammed the door to his bathroom as he rushed in “Oh god!  God damn it, why?!” he muttered to himself.  He knew what was about to happen, as much as he tried to fight it.  He realised too late that the slut he had brought home from the club was one of them too late.  His cock was already inside of her pussy when she mentioned it.  Even as she remained quiet on the other side of the door, he knew that she no longer needed to do anything.   The cause of the new slut plague was unknown.   So far as anyone could tell it was some kind of magic or maybe even divine intervention.   All that was really known was the any person who made contact with an infected would quickly change themselves.   Timothy was hyperventilating.   He stared at his reflection in the mirror.   He did what he could to fight it.   It was no use.   His whole body tingled.   He crossed the point of no return the moment he first touched h...