Monday, April 15, 2024

The Sixth Generation

 




Sam was a very athletic teenager and loved going on runs, his family were runners by blood and had a glorious record stretching back generations with a treasure trove of gold medals and awards sitting snugly in their family vault. many people who met his family were shocked that they were very wealthy considering they lived rather modestly as they put most of their wealth into training and ensuring every member could be able to focus on their wishes. Sam was set to receive a few million as soon as he got accepted into a university which was only a matter of time since as his application to Runner University, where four generations of his family had went to which he was both proud and sad of since he would be the only member of the fifth generation since his mother died during childbirth and his father had never remarried due to a broken heart   Sam woke up bright and early pulling his blue now bright pink cover off of his toned, tanned body. His belly button piercing he didn’t have the night before shining due to the thin ray of sunshine that was peeking through his aqua once black curtains. If Sam had been fully awake he would have also noticed the pink sports bra sitting on the chair next to his bed which he didn’t need or have the night before. He stripped, pulling down the red satin shorts he wasn’t wearing he night before and took off the matching top before walking over to his chest of drawers and pulled open a drawer filled with panties that had once been boxers, taking out a white thong and pulling it up his soft, hairless feminine legs that were masculine the night before and over his wide childbearing hips and round curvy rear which were once flat and narrow and covered a bush of hair over a thin slit where once a large bulge lived.   He then walked over and picked up the pink and grey yoga pants that were once black and white and pulled them up until the rested on his waist clutching tightly to his legs. He then pulled out a thin white zipper that was cropped exposing his flat toned stomach and piercing and put it on, using his small hands and soft feminine fingers with nails painted pink before stopping noticing that his two large breasts where popping out of the zipper. Moving his long dark blonde hair out of the way he let out a feminine giggle from his plump lips that were apart of his soft feminine face and said in a seductive sounding female voice “ God I should really wake up before I get ready, I never pay attention. Going out braless especially with these gazongas would be both painful and embarrassing” before hearing the sound of a lawnmower outside “although,  I bet that hottie next door wouldn’t mind a peak” he thought thinking about sucking off the hottie’s huge dick which he had spotted while getting a tan while taking off the zipper and putting on the pink sports bra before putting the zipper back on and exiting the room.  Sam wasn’t aware but several generations prior when a witch granted his family exceptional running skills in return for a member of the sixth generation  being given a terrible curse.By the end of his morning run, all memories of Sam being male would be gone as would be his male identity and any refrence across reality. In its place a female Sam with not only her family’s exceptional track skills but an unsatisfiable addiction to cum and the need to see, feel, suck and be fucked by multiple cocks which will make her very popular at Runner University especially with the many fraternities there.

Editing Skills

 

Raphael, known online as XXXBOOTYLOVERXXX, was an amazing video editor, especially with porn, he would charge a grand but he could make anything look professional so most people didn't complain. The current video he was working on was an odd film simply titled 'Editing Skills' and had already been partially edited but the previous editor had fucked off somewhere, at lest that was what the director said. Raphael decided to watch the edited part of he film first to see the style of editing that was in use so he could decide whether to redo the entire film or just the unedited parts.


The film started off normally with a guy editing a film and nothing stood out until thirty minutes in where it started going weird, Raphael guessed this was as far as the previous editor had got, from what he had gathered it was a film involving a man being slowly turned into a girl while editing a film which turned out to be a video of him being transformed, Raphael guessed that the director was more focused on the awesome sex scene following the transformation between the woman and her well hung boyfriend than a plot. 


Rachael put her hair into a bun and sorted the bra strap on here 36D bra and unbuttoned her grey cardigan as she got to work editing the film and was rather impressed with her work as she watched it, she had managed to edit several shots of the inflation of the woman's booty so precisely that it looked like one continuous shot from a panning camera instead of three stationery cameras.


She was putting the finishing touches to the film and was preparing she felt a cold air on her majestic booty, feeling around she discovered that her yoga pants had got caught on the stool and been pulled down but before she could sort it she felt two large male hands reach around and caress her breasts which made her gasp in pleasure and the sound of her boyfriend's seductive voice whisper in her ear "come XXXMsBIGBOOTYXXX, I've got something you can use your other skills on"  the sound of his belt and jeans following it and then the feeling of something move in between her marvelous booty.


A witch's Revenge

 

"This doesn't feel right" Jane said as she stared at her feminised colleague Simon, His hand bound by a rope and his mouth covered by a ball gag. His body naked except for a pair of bright red heels.  "Well he deserves all that is happening. Consider it our April Fools prank on him and his asshole mates " Lucia answered as she squeezed Simons exposed breasts "enjoy getting  fucked you misogynistic piece of shit"  Simon was known for treating women like meat but as he was about to learn, You should never piss off a witch on April Fool's day.

Thinking Out Loud

 

Nigel had been sitting at home looking through the Victoria’s Secret website, anyone who had walked in on this would just assume that Nigel liked the models but in reality it was much different. He sighed as he looked at the different styles of clothes available, Nigel had always wanted to be a girl, he wasn’t trans like people he knew it was just an innate wish that he could morph his body into that of a girl by simply wearing girl’s clothes, sort of like Chris Young in Different Perspectives. he fantasied about becoming a model and how if his wish came true he could model anything.

As he scrolled he had a Freudian slip saying out loud “I wish i could do their job,” Realising his slip he panicked and turned, thankfully his door was shut so nobody would have heard him, apart from a bored fourth dimensional being with a almost fetishist love of messing with three dimensional beings passing through, With a smile and a throw of strange dust particles over Nigel he disappeared.

Nigel let out a gasp as he felt his entire body pull into itself, almost like there was a vortex in his torso being followed by a blinding flash of light.

“Natalie, Are you alright love?” A British man holding a expensive looking camera asked as Nigel looked around dazed and confused at the large crowd of people staring at him, he was in a photo studio with semi naked women walking around. Suddenly strands of blonde hair fell in front of his view, moving his hands up Nigel’s mouth opened as he felt long flows of hair. glancing down he then saw two breasts concealed in a blue and grey bra.

“yeah,Ca..C-Can i get a drink please? I feel a bit lightheaded” Nigel said, stopping as he noticed the high pitched voice coming from him.

“Sure, someone get Natalie a drink! It wont look good on me if a world renowned supermodel collapses during my shoot” The photographer shouted as Nigel sat down and examined himself in a full body mirror.

“Who knew thinking out loud could have such...incredible rewards” Nigel smiled as he moved his hands over his new breasts and bulge-less crotch as memories of Natalie entered his mind, Natalie, the model that looked stunning in anything. Natalie, the sexiest woman alive. Natalie, the women who could sleep with whoever she wanted as a man she recognised as a smoking hot brunette walked past in a skimpy lace teddy.

Saturday, April 13, 2024

Welcome

 Welcome to Blast From the Past, the new home for all content produced by TartanTwiner between 2015-2020 when i went under the username Jynx. The reason I decided to give this content its own separate blog is due to it and the current Twiner content not meshing well.

This blog is purely an archive and will only be updated if I or anyone else finds more of my old content as there is some older captions and stories missing.

Sometimes Speaking your Mind is a Bad Thing

 

Mark was a university freshman  known for speaking his mind but sadly after saying that female geeks are all fat dykes while in earshot of a woman who just so happened to be a mad scientist with a ray gun that could alter reality he was about to learn a tough lesson especially when he learns that he is now stuck as a busty geek with a addiction to cock until graduation but at least he gets to keep his IQ.  

Repay a Debt

 

Dave stared in amazement at the beautiful woman he now was, the skin suit had cost him all he owned, his house, his car and sadly his job due to being caught on VS ordering some lingerie, luckily his boss fired him for intoxication as a favor, 'Diane' then applied 'her' make up as she went to meet and an old friend and repay a debt.  



Seriously? No Underwear?

  Michael looked in the mirror, he knew that he should have helped that old woman with her shopping instead of gawking at that hot blonde in...