Amy's TG World

       You are walking down the beach on a sunny day, watching all the couples and people playing in the sand and waves. Its nice. But you're a little lonely. You've wanted a girlfriend, and a part of you hoped to at least get to see some hot babes. You walked for almost an hour, before finding yourself at an empty part of the beach. No one was there, and as far as the eye could see, no one. Lying on the sand was a little blue sand pail. Figuring a kid may had lost it, you picked it up, some sand on the handle getting on your hand. You started walking back the way you came, the itchy sand starting to spread. Both of your hands shrunk down, nails growing perfectly manicured. Your arms lost muscle and mass, thinning down, as your shoulders narrowed down. Your height dipped down to 5'5, your short hair turning a bright pink, as it began growing out in silky locks. It kept growing and growing, before your long locks tied into ponytails. Your eyes turned bright pink, eyelashes g

      You were walking through the woods by yourself one day. It was the best way for you to get away from all the buzz around work and life. It was in fact, quite peaceful. Well, they usually were. This time you weren't so lucky. Apparently, a local gang had set up a camp, far out in the woods far away from police surveillance, and with your dumb luck you stumbled upon camp. You were tied up and dragged in front of the Gang's leader. He forced your mouth open and forced some sort of pill down your throat.       Y ou’re unsure of what’s happening but your body aches all over, your height dips from a tall and respectable 5’9 to a smaller 5’2. Your arms, which have been trained and endured a lot lose what muscle they’ve gained, instead becoming softer and muscle replaced with soft fat. Your hands shrink down and nails become painted red, you feel like they want to grasp something hard~ Your shoulders crunch in and crack down, becoming less broad. You suddenly have a hard time bre

     Sadayo Kawakami was actually looking forward to a school function. With some extra cash in the school's budget, a number of classes would be taking a trip to Hawaii, instead of the usual boring trips to somewhere else in Japan. Going to the beach was already a rare activity for the overworked teacher, but a chance to go to the island paradise of Hawaii made this trip all but better. The flight was really long, but touching down in sunny Honolulu, Kawakami felt a sense of calm as she led her class towards the hotel. Unlike most school trips, this one was actually rather unstructured. There were no tours or anything like that. As long as students stayed together, they could go about anywhere in and around the city. Kawakami decided to spend her week in Hawaii relaxing, putting most of the responsibility onto the accompanying senior chaperones, Haru Okumura and Makoto Niijima. So, Kawakami lazed on the beach, trying to have some time to herself, not worrying about work, or paying

     Sam sighed as he sat down at the cafe, alone, as usual. He was almost done with college and had not even had a girlfriend let alone a single date! He ordered his usual, opened his laptop, and began working on schoolwork. Graduation was only a few months away, and this project had to be done. But Sam's mind, nor heart were into it. Sam perked up when the barista called his name, and Sam walked up to the counter.  Sam didn't expect to see the girl working on his coffee. He hadn't seen her when he ordered. But damn was she cute. Her black hair was tied in a ponytail, and the apron hugged her body. She was, really freaking cute.  "You Sam?" she asked, snapping Sam out of his trance. Sam panicked a bit and looked quickly at her name tag.  "Umm yes thats me!" Sam was a little red in the face from embarrassment, which made the girl giggle.  "Here's your order sweetie" she handed the cup over. Sam gulped. S-Sweetie!? Was she flirting!? Or was

     Finn was an overworked art teacher at his local high school. He was beloved by the students but demands from the administration and parents had driven him to the edge. The once fun and cool teacher now were always tired and apprehensive. What was once a job filled with fun and passion was now depressing and stressful to Finn. His art department at school had little to no funding, it being cut year after year to continue increasing the sports budget. Even Finn's art club, which he used to help lead in statewide competitions had to end years ago, another byproduct of the school administration not caring about the arts. Even parents, which when he had first begun teaching, supported art, were complaining at school board meetings about art class and how it made their children gay or trans or whatever. To Finn, he was just tired and exhausted. He needed an escape, and so, for the first time in his life, the frustrated Finn found himself going to a bar!      Finn was totally out of