Been working on a bunch of stuff this week, some cool comic stuff and then some secret projects too! Thanks to everyone on this site for being so supportive and cool, and just know that if you ever wanna drop me a note, don't hesitate! I've been through a lot recently and the community on deviantart is just so helpful it's great!

I also worked on this comic which is for sale here:

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Mature Content

Only 300 points too which is basically nothing.

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I don’t remember being a woman yesterday. Like I’m a woman now, and I’m sure that I didn’t use to be, but I can’t remember anything else. Something about coming on holiday to a spa hotel for work purposes. My manager thought I was getting to stressed and offered to pay on the company’s dime, but that didn’t work out as planned I guess. There was something in the water, so sweet, so addictive, and yet I couldn’t stop drinking it. The more I drank, the bigger my boobs got, and the more I forgot about the man I used to be.

I woke up this morning to find my wardrobe had been mostly stolen, replaced only by fancy underwear, lingerie and swimsuits, with the expectation that I’d change into one of the outfits for the day. Luckily they’d missed a shirt, but I was sure it would soon be gone too. I was wearing it to hold only my humanity, but at the same time, I was finding it more and more uncomfortable, and the lingerie did look a lot more inviting to be honest.

I was so certain they were doing something to my mind, and yet while I panicked sometimes, I stayed in my room, I went to the spa sessions with the really cute trainer. I think he was called Zac. I sometimes couldn’t stop thinking about him when I got back to the room, and sometimes I couldn’t stop thinking about him until I was satisfied. I was a nervous wreck around him, terrified I was going to do something to embarrass myself, or terrified that he would know I used to be a man. One night I cornered him and told him how I felt, I couldn’t believe it when he agreed to go on a date with me! I was so shocked, but not so shocked as when I got a knock on my door that night.

Zac was there, with a bottle of champagne, and a look on his face that told he me had some plans for what we were going to do when it was drank. I did my best to stay modest and only go as far as a kiss, but he did a fine job of getting me about as turned on I’ve ever been. Terrified, but so ready for him it almost burned. He took me for hours at a time, with every thrust he drove more of my manhood away, leaving me a breathless, orgasmic female. The next morning he called in sick, and we did it all again through the day. It was such a perfect first time.

A few weeks later and it was time for me to go. My boss was wondering why it was taking so long. He’d prepared a secretary job for me, and was apparently looking forward to seeing my new skills I’d picked up from my trainer.

I didn’t disappoint.