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To the readers.
First things first I'm not much of a writer, the whole reason I tried to
write my own TG story is to write one I'd like, if others like it too
then that's win-win in my book. Any feedback is welcome, I'll keep
writing for my own joy, but will keep submitting work at the request of
others, plot ideas and pointers are welcome too.
Playing both sides. By gentleman Jim
Changing on the train.
Rick sat on his seat in the back of the quiet train that was speeding on
its way to the big city of London, the others on the train paid him no
mine, sitting there in his plain clothes a pair of blue jeans, dark dress
shirt, long brown coat, he was almost half asleep when it happens just a
faint itch but it was there and he noticed it he flashed awake suddenly,
it can't be happening now? he looked at his hands, they twitched at
little, "no can't be!?" he muttered low under his breath, he then glanced
at the other passengers most of them were asleep or busy reading this
being a late night sleeper express train nonstop, glad that no one was
looking his way he went back to looking at his hands "I'm ok it won't
happen yet, not till tomorrow" its always happened each month around the
same time, he had always had the time to get settled somewhere before it
happens always had plenty of warning, no one ever saw or knew what he
was, Rick forced himself to calm down he stopped looking at his hands and
settled back down trying to put it out of his mind, slowly he felt warmth
creep into him, most of these new trains had heaters now days, but he
knew that's how it started, his skin starts to itch and he always got hot
and restless then he began his "change" about half an hour later that was
it, Rick never wanted to be in public when he was ever close to it
happening, he tried to be calm and slowly got up and walked to the
restroom in the back of the coach on the way he grabbed his bag from the
luggage rack there was no one about since it was so late at night still,
he opened the door and got into the cupboard that passed for a toilet on
trains, the light in there was dim, he set his bag down on the floor next
to the toilet bowl, he stared at the mirror, he was in his mid-20's 5"10"
kind of short for a man his age, slim with short brown hair, pale skin,
blue-ish eyes, "I'm fine" he said what was he making such fuss about? he
was going to forget about it and go back to his seat he reached for his
bag then the itch struck him again stronger this time, he pulls off his
long coat and shoes then stared back into the mirror the light flicker as
the train goes into a tunnel white blur window becomes much darker, his
hands shaking the telltale warmth comes racing back, his eye widen "it's
happening and I'm in public stuck on a train they will wonder where I
came from and why I have someone else's punched ticket, this can't happen
now, I can't just hide here till the train gets to the station", he feels
little pulls start all over his skin nothing shows yet but he knows
what's going on, he puts his hands on the counter and waits then the
pulling gets a little stronger his mouth opens and he starts to breath
heavy, yes its started..... He loosens his shirt collar and breaths more,
looking at the mirror his whole body warm now then it begins, his back
started to pull slowly forcing him upright. pinches tugged at his face,
the corners of his eyes hurt as they open wider and took on a more almond
shape the irises looking much bigger and striking, he rubbed with them
his shaking hands as they stung, he blinked there was no stopping it till
he was finished, he watched as his thin face began to slowly fill out,
his cheeks taking on a soft apple like shape, the skin nipping and
smoothing out, the bones making slight clicking sounds as they pushed
into new places, feeling a little numb before it felt normal again,
watching closely as his hair line moved and pulled forward noticing that
his fringe was sticking up looking a little fluffy, his nose also tweaked
becoming small and upturned, his mouth still open as he was breathing
started get numb, his jaw hanging open, changed shape rounding and
smoothing out like his cheeks did, his lips felt dry he licked them then
they started to puff up and feel moist, they nipped at the sides and took
on a slight pout look, the bottom lip becoming plump ,his body shuddered
as it pulled tight he reached up and undid the rest of the buttons of his
shirt, he was sweating the light damp patch showing round the neck line
as it fell open his collar bones slowly sliding a little higher on his
chest and his nipples were slowly stretching and widening and darkening
as he breathed in and out, his shirt was starting to bother him, he
shrugs it off and lets fall to the floor next to his bag, looking back up
at the mirror seeing himself topless, the fat deposits round his face
have settled and bones shifting finished, he has the face of sexy woman,
his ears had moved a little to match his hair line, neck feeling like
pins and needles he had the need to swallow as he does his Adams apple
pulls in and smooth's out and tightens gasping higher pitched, knowing
the next time he speaks he will not sound like himself anymore, reaching
up to his sore thin neck with a uneasy hand and rubs at the dull pain,
behind him out of sight his shoulder blades started to pull inwards
adding to his already slim frame, at the front he can see as he breaths
his ribcage draws in, as this is happening he catches a look, at his
nipples that have become wide and in the middle of them, hard pinkish
brown lumps are poking out....."I hate this part" he said putting both
hands on the counter again his upper body starts to shake a little he
takes in a deep breath, then huffs and breaths out heavy as he does the
flesh round his big hard nipples starts to move and push out and swell,
he leans forward over the little sink, the numb feeling building, he
breaths in little gasps "I forgot how big my boobs are" he says in quiet
huffs it starts again he breaths harder this time rocking a little as he
shakes, his chest bulging out and hanging down into big heavy breasts
mushing against the sides of his arms slightly, he gropes himself a
little "still a little sore but I did miss them now and then" looking up
he sees the tops of his shoulders narrow and arms slimming giving him
thin wrists a holding up his hands shaking, watching some of the lines on
his palms fading as the finger nails grow out into shiny pointy ones
before his eyes, he rubs them together as the numbness goes away they
feel softer than when he felt his breasts with them, looking back at the
mirror to watch his belly flattening in and pull tight with a slight roll
of fat, the waist looked small since he had such big breasts "half way
there" he breathes, his hair was starting to look bushy and a bit darker
and the ends seemed to be curling, covering his ears a little, undoing
his jeans with his slender fingers letting them slid down his legs to the
floor, his underwear was staring to get tight he pulls them down quick,
sitting down on the toilet his pelvis started to pull at the sides, the
top starts to stick out higher up on his waist then his buttocks began to
grow and merge with the sides of his hips as they popped out into
different places on his pelvis with a low sharp crunch sound, then his
Thais widened as his legs grew shapely and smooth with tight slender
muscle, his feet small and narrow, "almost there" he said in soft
whispered voice, his penis started to rock and get very hard so did his
balls as they bunched up under his penis feeling them suck into his body
and they moved slowly to each side of inside his pelvis where his opening
was forming behind the base of his penis, he started to breath hard again
slowly his penis pulled up into his body with an inside out motion, the
foreskin stretching into a pair of vagina lips, the clit hood poking out
just a little at the top, his pubic hair growing around it ,his labia
squished together as they finished thickening, Rick breathed out "that
feels much better" rubbing his crotch, pushing fingers into the moist
slit a little and bending down to get a bottle of water from his bag
gulping down half and wiping his sweaty face with its pouty lips on his
shirt, he looks at the mirror his hair has become more bushy and hid his
ears more with its curled tips, it started to rustle and turned a sexy
chocolate brown shade, he shook his head once as it fluffed out and fell
down into bouncy shiny hair that covered most of his neck and shoulders,
Rick stroked his hair and rubbed his breasts, he looked at the watch that
was now loose on his wrist, "I better get dressed before someone comes
knocking" feeling much more relaxed now, he stepped out of his discarded
jeans, underwear and socks, grabbed his bag and flipped it over he had a
large bag for a man but then he unzipped a hidden flap in the bottom of
it, he took out a small metal box with clip locks on it, and set it on
the side next to the sink, then undid another pocket inside the hidden
compartment of the bag and pulled out a pair of black panties and a large
matching bra, stepping into the panties and pulling them up on his hips
over the flat little mound of his crotch with a little snapping noise,
next Rick picks up the bra and put it on backwards doing up the hooks
with no fuss then spun it round and put his arms into the straps, making
sure his long hair never got stuck in them as he flicked his head a
little and squeezed full firm breasts into cups of the big underwire bra
hooking the straps over his shoulders, moving them in comfortable places
with his hands, giving him a cleavage any man would beg to bury his face
in, "think this one's getting a little bit small" then he reached into
the bag takes out a pair of tight fitting black jeans and eases into
them, then getting out a small red top with a low cut front, "will have
to do for now" he said just then there was a knock at the toilet door,
Rick looked up an in a slight shock "give me a moment I'm still doing my
make-up" he called back in his feminine toned voice, there was a quiet
groan outside as he finished pulling on the top his as it clung to his
breasts, he opened the little metal box, taking the needed tools and with
quick skill made up his face and put on silver necklace that rested on
his chest, along with couple of rings and a small pair of simple hoop
earrings , lastly he grabbed a hair brush and a pair of black heeled
shoes from the bag, slipped them on his bare feet and brushed out his
hair with a few quick passes with the brush, the knock at the door comes
again a little harder this time, closing up the metal box and stuffing it
into his bag and zipping the flap, and turning it over, rolling up the
his male clothes and shoving them into the top side of his bag, he turns
to taking one final look in the mirror making a strong pouting
expressions, "back to being the other me for a now" he said a slight
smile on his full sensual lips.
Her name's Rebecca.
The man in his mid-30's was waiting outside the toilet tapping his foot
on the floor he was 6"2" well built with short middle parted black hair
and light stubble on his chin wearing a dark colour suit. there were 2
toilets on this train and 1 was out of order and pad locked, the other
had some woman taking for ages in there, they always messed about when it
came to toilets and bathrooms, not that he'd had a girlfriend or wife to
put up with for a while, this was getting silly now he'd been in there
for close to 20 minutes now, no more he went to knock one last time as he
did, the door pulled open with a quick jerk and he jumped back a little
with eyes wide, out stepped a woman with long dark hair wearing a brown
coat with the sleeves rolled up, holding a large bag over her shoulder,
"sorry I was so long in there" she apologized, "I needed to change
clothes, it was just too long to wait for the train to get into London"
she said with a smile, he looked at her face "that's ok it's my own fault
for drinking so much on a long train ride, Miss?", her thin arched
eyebrows raised slightly "my name's Rebecca, Rebecca Robbins, Mr.?"
"Jones, Nick Jones" He blurted out, he was trying not to look at her
large breasts peeking at him from the open baggy coat, Rebecca saw that
he was staring not that she minded "I've kept you waiting long enough Mr.
Jones, let me get out of your way, I'm sure we can chat more after you
have taken care of business" she slid to the side out of the door way
into the corner clutching her bag strap with both hands, "no harm done
miss Robbins." He said with a faint smile "please call me Rebecca" she
chuckled; he quickly went into the toilet closing the door behind him.
"It's been a couple of months but I still got it!" she said with little
giggle as she brushed a few strands of hair from her face.
Inside the toilet Nick couldn't stop thinking about how turned on Rebecca
made him, he looked in the mirror making sure he looked tidy, it had been
a while since a woman had made that effect on him, he was a bit hot and
bothered, he paid most other women no mind, he was thinking as he washed
his hand, glancing at the little brown hairs that seemed to have been
shed on the counter top, then going to dry his wet hands with some paper
towels. Rebecca was back in her seat she had taken off the coat
To be continued
This is just a little to start with.
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