Sunday, 3 March 2024

Guest Publication By Rhodry By Anonymous: 03.03.24







By Rhodry.

Daniel was a 27-year-old male., all that he remembers is that he had a drink or three and a beautiful girl he met in a bar. So she offered to you want to spend them at her place, so he did, the only thing he remembered vaguely was that taxi ride and sharpened pain. When he woke up with a splitting headache. In strange bed. At first thought, he was in her bedroom, and she was out in the bathroom or kitchen. But when looked at the image of a girl in the mirror, well through the angle he was looking at her, he was partly right. He was but not. He then realised he was looking at himself err herself. THEN he/she saw a note that she was sorry and that she had to take his body. She wanted to find a way out. She never truly felt comfortable as a girl. She wishes if where possible to switch bodies so to say, that she can use her skills and contract and money to find a way out of her life as a high-priced call girl. She also warned not to find her or her new male body, She planned this for a long, long time. Daniel had about three days to adjust, so Daniel tried to call his own cell number, but it was impossible it was either blocked or disconnected. When Daniel tried to call a few numbers he knew ever that they thought she was crazy or it was a crazy stun that Daniel pulled. So after several tries. Daniel's new cell phone. That Crystal three days out was cut short. That she has go to back to work. Accorded to the message one of her favourite high rollers wants her, and he'll be sending a car Crystal should get ready before 8 pm. and wear a red dress, and no lingerie, just a suspender belt (garter belt), some hose and a pair stilettoes heels. So Daniel/Crystral had several to prepare for her client, Part Daniel/Crystral didn't want even be a call girl. But another part of her was interested in being a girl. So He/she started to get out of bed. Look at his/her closet for a red dress, nylons, a suspender belt and a pair of high heels. So he/she getting for her client, she doesn't like the fact. She is a girl. It was barely a day and Daniel was thinking more like Crystal than Daniel. It was nearly 8 o'clock she was ready she had a red dress on. nylons, high heels. And the weird fact that Daniel was thinking of himself as her and as Crystal. what will the next several days bring Daniel as Crystral is another, will she try to find her old male self again, or will she accept being a girl, and being called a girl too. that is a question too.



Not the afterlife I expected.



By Rhodry.

Jerry was what you called rich, very rich it seems that everything did work with turned to gold. But Jerry made a deal with the devil so to speak it. The deal is that was got what he wanted. Within a certain time. Like 50 years, he'll return to collect Jerry's soul. So to get his soul back he had to work for him for a period. Of 700 or 800 years as a collector of male souls, he thought that it wouldn't be a problem. He good had it. But the devil said you have to collect as a female, So the devil put him in a cocoon When he emerged from it. Jerry wasn't a guy anymore, she was a woman, a female, physically and biologically one. Jeri was sent to collect his/her first soul. At first, he/she was hesitant. But he/she had to do it. But he/she first did it, he/she was neural he/she gave one of first at hard-on He couldn't resist him/her. When Jeri kissed him he/she touched in a moment of ecstasy. He/she pulled his soul out in that moment, over the years Jeri refined her technique. But give them a moment of joy of ecstasy. Sometimes she gave them a BJ or she read them like she was a natural woman. Over the years Jeri has enjoyed her job. It is like she was naturally born a girl. There was time between jobs. Where Jeri went to the best clubs and bars for fun. She something danced with women, or sometimes men. She enjoys being a collector. ( note when Jeri wants to play she plays, and when she doesn't want to play she doesn't, if you tried to force yourself on her was a problem, what it was that is another story

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