A Keeper

Published February 19, 2013 by sarahgirl77

Being married to a magician can be pretty scary. But if your wife is as cute as mine, and she has the ability to turn you into her bikini, you will realize that it is not bad, gents. Not bad at all. My wife is very sensible though, and doesn’t like having me transformed all the time. But this time, I offered her this awesome trip to Hawaii, on one stipulation. And now we’re here, and I’m on her chest so we can “save air fare”. One hell of a vacation, and she’s not the lucky one. If you can find a pretty girl, and she’s a magician, boys, she’s a keeper.

Staying True

Published November 3, 2012 by sarahgirl77


Mike: Honey, don’t you think this is a bit over the top?

Wendy: What do you mean? You said you wanted me to stay true to you and only you.

Mike: I’m a skirt, hun. I think those rules don’t apply anymore. 

Wendy: Of course they do. I’m true to my word, and as a skirt I will wear you and only you.

Mike: Uhuh, real true. Then why are you going to a topless bar?

Wendy: Well I have no husband to be true to, now do I? Now shut up, we’re going.

Mike: And if I don’t?

Wendy: I’ll do a really bad mental on you, and you won’t even remember who you were by morning.

Mike: Considering you’re trying to pick up men at a bar, I’m probably not turning back anyway. I’ll take my chances.

Wendy: *Sigh* Don’t say I didn’t warn you. *Snap*

Mike: Wait you didn’t….ohhh that wind feels nice under my hem. Ooh! And she doesn’t have panties on, lucky me! Feels so…STOP! I can fight this, I can…..I can….feels good…soooooo good.

Wendy: I take that back. You won’t remember yourself tonight.

Invading our Society

Published September 18, 2012 by sarahgirl77

https://i1.wp.com/www.weddingdresscentre.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/medieval-wedding-dresses1.jpg As the transformation community grows, it is beginning to invade our society much like technology would. It is simply another tool; another means to an end. Much like the internet changed how we do almost everything, transformation will begin to change the way we do day to day things. Instead of buying a fancy dress, I can simply find a volunteer to transform. Instead of committing suicide, why not spend the rest of your existence as clothing or a part of someone’s body? If you do the spell right, you’ll end up loosing your mind forever anyway. Even a short vacation as a bikini is relaxing, and can even find you money. Heck, I even knew a man who rented himself out as various items of female clothing. Never had to spend a day of vacation, and was rich beyond belief since he never used his money when he was transformed. Anyway, I hope ya’ll are enjoying, and I hope to see you out there as a shoe or a dress sometime!

Sorry there hasn’t been many caps recently. Turned in a late assignment at this new magic school, and ah…well lets just say I’ve been “worn out” from the punishment. 🙂
Sincerely Yours,




Published August 20, 2012 by sarahgirl77

“Thanks so much, sweety,” Georgia said. “This will go great for my next photo shoot.”

“No problem,” Dave said, “I feel so sexy as your boobs, and even sexier in this bra. Too bad I won’t be able to experience it in bed.”

“Who says you won’t?” Georgia asked.

“You don’t actually mean you’d go cheat on me?”

“Well its not really cheating. I can’t cheat on a breast, now can I?”

“But I’m your husband.”

“Dave, I can’t be married to a boob, and since the spell was permanent, you’ll have to-“

“It was WHAT?” Dave screamed in her mind.

“To give me the size boost, it had to be. I thought you’d understand.”

“I was a man!” Dave said, “And now I’m…I’m…just mounds of flesh.”

“And you should start by acting like it.” Georgia said, and snapped her fingers.

“Honey, please, there has to be some other way! Honey? Georgia!” But she had already cut off her communication with him. He was just a boob to her now, and she was ready for her photo shoot.

A Word of Warning

Published August 19, 2012 by sarahgirl77

Just a small word of warning about just how prevalent magic is these days. My friend was a very persistent man, and when he asked for an interview with the famous Emma Watson, and she turned him down, he couldn’t take no for an answer. He began following her around for like months, to conventions or events and tons of different things. Well, finally Watson couldn’t put up with him any longer. So what you see here is the last I saw of him, strapped around her breasts just before she was going running. And judging by her age in the picture, its been many years. I’ve attempted to find him and turn him back, but truth be told, he probably enjoys his much simpler life now, if he even remembers being a man at all. A few years as an object will do that to you.


Published August 19, 2012 by tftm30

WHOOSH! Megan twirled her skirt yet again. Please Stop! Her boyfriend, who was the skirt, pleaded. Every time she twirled him, he felt less and less like a man, and more and more like a skirt.
“What’s wrong skirt?” she asked.
WHOOSH! Skirt?! I’m not a skirt, my name is….
WHOOSH! “What’s your name?”
You know my name, mistress. It’s skirt! Now please, stop twirling me!
WHOOSH! “But it’s so fun, skirt!”
WHOOSH! I’m so pretty….

First Story

Published August 18, 2012 by sarahgirl77

Hey guys!

I put up the first story on the blog! It can be found by hovering your mouse over the “stories” tab, and clicking the link on the drop down.

Hope you enjoy!


Most Sincerely Yours,