Amber TG by Elizabeth

Otra Vida By AmberTG Prólogo Juan llevaba veinte minutos esperando el camión, lamentaba que fuera tan tarde, su novia lo esperaba en el bar desde hace una hora. Él se había tardado porque tenía una entrevista de trabajo muy importante. Juan lamentaba no haber podido responder bien las preguntas que el entrevistador le hizo; lamentaba no saber qué quería de su vida, qué esperaba en el futuro… Claro, él quería lo que todos: titularse a pesar de los incompetentes directivos de la universidad, tener un trabajo, ser independiente, complacer a su novia y hacer orgullosos a sus padres. Juan lamentaba ir tan tarde con ella, lamentaba saber que no conseguiría el trabajo, y lamentaba que le hayan regresado la tésis una vez más. Entonces el camión llegó. Juan se subió, lamentó que estuviera lleno y que debía ir parado esta vez. Lamentó el calor de verano que se intensificaba en el reducido espacio del camión. Sacó su celular, tenía algo de tiempo antes de llegar a su cita, abrió WhatsApp y entonc...

 

  Chapter 1: A Life-changing Confession Alex tried to hold back his tears as he sat on his mother’s bed; wearing her panties, her bra, filled with socks to simulate breasts her size; wearing her makeup, wearing her favorite yellow sundress, and her high-heeled sandals. With his fingernails and toenails painted yellow. To his front, sitting on the makeup vanity chair, was his mother, looking at him with concern.   “Alex…” Started his mother, Layla. “… Why are you crying, darling?”   Alex’s mind rushed back to every single time he dressed as his mother, acted like her, while he was home alone. Layla had to work a double shift to maintain her child after her husband, Hank, died.   Alex always wanted to be like his mother. He loved how nice she was, how she cared for everyone around her, especially him; she was hard-working, and relentless. He longed to be half the person she was when he became her age, so he started imitating her to every single detail, wh...

  Chapter 1: A full-bodied life change “So… You’re gonna pay me, right?” I asked the doctor. “I mean, this is a highly secret, experimental and maybe dangerous surgery, but my client is willing to pay millions for its development, so of course you’re going to have a generous payment for the troubles.” “Can I at least know what’s it about?” The doctor bluffed; a bit frustrated as I seemed to never stop asking questions. He signaled the nurse to take me to my new room, where I’d be staying. Once the nurse and I got there, she gave me a gown for surgery and asked me to put it on. Once I did, she gestured me to lay on the bed, I was then taken for surgery; the doctor was waiting for me there, already prepared for whatever I had filled in for, I just hoped the payment was good… Then they gave me a mask, and I slowly drifted away… If only I knew what was really going on… --- At that time, I didn’t know how much time had passed, but I woke up groggily back in the hospita...

  Michael could just sit there, in his new bedroom, he couldn’t believe what just happened, the changes he and his aunt had gone through. He looked down at his gorgeous new body, he looked into his new cleavage, his manicured hands and his long legs encased in a pair of high heels, he didn’t know what to think, and then, his aunt, who was now in a younger male body, got back in the room with a concerned face…  It all began when he was offered a pair of ‘friendship rings’ at a strange store by an old man, he told Michael that he should share one of those rings with the person he liked the most, Michael immediately thought about his aunt, Anna; she was a buxom Asian-american woman that had married his uncle a few years ago, ever since Michael and Anna knew each other, they became like best friends even though she wasn’t blood-related, it was a natural friendship. The moment that Michael reached Anna’s house and showed her the rings, she was the happiest person on earth, she took...

  My day was being a pretty normal one, waking up to go to school, return home, eat, wait until my parents were gone, do my homework, and use the rest of my daytime to pick out the female clothes I bought secretly, put them on, and pretend to be my next door neighbor, Ava. I gotta say, this specific activity is a difficult one to maintain for an 18 year old lad like me, mainly given the fact that I live with my parents, still, I do it because I can, they were always out working and usually return home late, but why would I take so much risk into pretending to be one certain woman? Man… Just look at her… Her body is magnificent, such curves, such face… Her hair always looks spectacular, her manicured hands are so feminine, I love the sway of her hips when she walks, I love how she gently brings a hand to her chest when she laughs, and I love how she always looks so confident and aware of her luscious mature body. I wanna fuck her so bad… I guess that’s why I started pretending to be...

  You sighed in relaxation as you got out of your house and inhaled the fresh morning air in your lungs, you smiled as you started jogging towards the park. Every morning, you tried to go to the park and jog a little before going to work so that you had some workout to keep your body in shape since your officinist job was all about sitting all day looking at a computer screen. As you reached the park, you got in and kept jogging, clearly heading for the jogger’s area, which was a runway made mostly of dry soil that marked a path to jog and walk on. Other people were jogging in the same area, some people went the way you were walking in, and others were jogging the opposite way, one of those other people caught your attention. You were impressed at the amazing view that was being put in your sight, in the runway, jogging the opposite way to yours, was a woman, she looked to be around 25 years old, she was wearing a pair of black leggings that hugged her hips and legs perfectly, and ...

  James was tired of finding himself once again in this situation. After classes were finished, James was going home when a group of bullies from his school started chasing him just as they did every day, the story was the same every single time, James would try to outrun them, failing in the attempt, then, the bullies would carry him over to the trash can and throw him there. Once again, James found himself inside of the trash can, with the three muscular bullies looking down on him and laughing at him, laughing at his dirty situation, James was sick of this, and after so much times of holding the pain to himself, he decided to let go, and started to sob, and almost cry. “Ohhh holy shit!” -Said one of the bullies- “The little girl is crying!” -he said in a tone of mock, at which another bully replied- “Look at the little girl! She is sooo sad she wants to cry!” -The third bully was just dumbly laughing at the things that his friends said, then the first bully said- “Let’s go guys,...

  I silently sighed in pleasure as I groped my breast with one hand and recorded it with my cellphone on the other, once I finished, I put my tit back into my dress and stopped recording, I then sent the video to my husband, and saved my phone back into the insides of my generous cleavage, I turned back to the group of women that were sitting in the courtyard- “All right, girls! It’s done, I sent my boob to my man” -All of them cheered at me- “Weren’t you nervous? It was a rough dare!” -I smirked- “Of course not! I do this every time when I feel alone, I like my husband to come back home thirsty for me” -They knew I loved my husband that much, I would do everything for him, it’s what trophy wives do after all, right? But still, no one knows that I was once a male too… I was just 16 years old when a woman offered me a dress in a store, I was alone shopping and this woman was offering to give me a black tight dress, I hesitated for a moment, told her that I didn’t have enough money t...