Raatilam's MtF TGTF Stories

  My friends and I were just hanging out when the goo first appeared.   We didn’t think much of it at the time, how were we meant to know that it was somehow super powerful and sentient?   As it was his house, Tom approached it, and touched it, thinking of how he was going to clean it off the walls.   Upon touching it, he froze.   Concerned, James walked up to him and tried to wipe the goo off of Tom’s fingers.   That’s when things took a really strange turn, and we saw firsthand what the goo was capable of doing.   Their clothes shredded themselves.   Glasses appeared on Tom’s face while James’ glasses got thicker rims and larger lenses to match Tom’s.   Their frames changed, James’ lanky build and Tom’s muscular build were quickly changed into plump builds, with their chests expanding more than any other part of their body.   We were shocked to see our male friends grow boobs, and we weren’t paying attention to their cocks as they tu...

  My friend James was a very powerful mage.   This was something that I knew about him and his family since we were kids.   Even though my family wasn’t magical in the slightest, it always felt weird to me that so few people actually believe in magic, though, it does make some degree of sense.   According to James and his family, the ability to actually use magic is extremely rare, so, even if everyone knew about its existence, very few people would actually come across it very often if ever.   That said; James often neglected his arcane studies.   He was extremely gifted with raw power, which lead to him being cocky and never putting in any effort, yet still passing by through sheer brute force of power.   His parents kept telling him about the importance of magic theory and he’d always lament about how they would never get off his back about it and how boring he found that side of magic.   Being in our early twenties, we of course, thought t...

 Ah, the holidays.  As the year draws to a close, we go through thanksgiving.  We give out those speeches talking about what we’re thankful for, and we always list off various things, often omitting the more selfish things that we’re thankful for.  In my case, it’s my good looks that allow me to pull babe after babe.     My friend, Demothi wasn’t so lucky.   He never really had much luck pulling girls, but he was still a pretty cool guy.   We met up a few days before thanksgiving; I arrived at what I thought would be a normal meetup between friends, only for him to ask me a question that I really wasn’t prepared for. “Have you heard the story of the first thanksgiving?” He asked, beaming at me “Umm…errr…no…I think I missed that in history class…why?” I stuttered He gave a chuckle…he seems to be in a really good mood.   A lot of the time he’d be a bit jealous for how much better I am at getting laid, but today he seems unusually ...

I was actually quite happy living my life before the goddess came down.  Fairly oblivious to the goings on in the world.  Then, we found out that not only was the deity we had thought male for so long actually female, but she also decided to make good on a promise she’d made some two millennia ago and put an end to our civilisation.  She decided that first, however, she wanted to play a little game with us.  Nobody else saw it as a game really, but, she touched a single woman in the crowd that had gathered to watch her speak, and with that, the goddess’ game began.   With her touch, the goddess gifted this single woman with a few supernatural abilities.  She could sense where every human was in the world, her intelligence went from average to superhuman, she could no longer feel any pain, she could no longer be hurt in any capacity, but most importantly, she could make anyone into the kind of being she now was.  The term angel became used to descri...

The women’s beach was a bit of an odd place.   It started out with some super powerful witch just wanting to go to a beach without having guys stare at her.   Rumour has it that she was a lesbian so she had no problem with women looking at her all day, it was just the guys, so, she cast a spell on the beach.   Now, whenever a man enters the beach, they change into a woman.   At first, a bunch of men freaked out, but then some mages stepped forward and explained that there was a way to reverse the spell on an afflicted man.   The solution was that the men in question had to drink their own cum once they’d left the area where the spell was.   This obviously meant that they had to first save some up somehow, but only a few drops of their own seed was needed to reverse the effects.   Since then, countless men who have wanted to try out being women have flocked to the beach in droves.   My friends and I were part of this group of men who wanted to ...

  My friend James and I had been going traveling on our gap year together.   We were about ten months in when we discovered an abandoned temple.   We didn’t know what its purpose was, we were far from experts.   We were just two nerdy guys walking through the place, which looked like it hadn’t seen humans for hundreds, maybe even thousands of years.   Once we made our way through the temple, we found a small stone.   I put the little stone in my bag and didn’t think much of it until we’d gotten back home a few months later and James started asking me about it.   “Hey man, do you still have that weird blue stone that we found in that temple?   I wanted to take a look at it again.”   I paused for a moment before realising what he was even talking about, I took him to where I kept my bag and took the stone out for the first time since I’d put it in there. “It’s so cool.   Mind if I keep it?” he asked. “Sure” I said, not feeling all ...

  My death came as a relief to me if I’m being completely honest.   My dementia had made living a constant cycle of confusion.   What I didn’t expect about death though, was that the moment I’d die was less like my soul just slowly climbing out of my body and more like an invisible bungee cord was pulling me away from my body.   One moment I’m lying in my bed, failing to remember my own name, the next I’m being pulled through the air seemingly at Mach 5 speeds, completely lucid for the first time in years.   At first, I felt myself being pulled upwards slightly, though I was traveling more horizontally than vertically.   After travelling for about a minute, I was only about half a kilometre above the ground, which considering the speed I was traveling at meant that I was hardly even going up.   Then, I started to go down at about the same pace I’d been going up.   My speed didn’t changed the whole time that this was happening.   I was con...