Originally published on my Patreon.
“Her name is Wendy,” Brian said, stroking the computer case. “Say, hello.”
“Hello, Wendy,” Adam said, addressing the machine.
“Oh, hello,” said a woman’s voice from the speakers near the monitor. “How do you do?”
By: lostandwhateverContinued (at last) from Chapter 1. Originally published on my Patreon.
Hello,
It’s Mo again. Sorry for leaving things on a bit of a cliff-hanger there. Let me finish up what I was saying in the last part.
Quick recap: I have a magic ring stuck on my finger. There’s a wizard’s spirit living in the ring that can magically transform my body anyway he wants. (Yes, that sentence is both true and totally insane.) At the end of the last part, he had turned me into a little girl, and I had been called in to work a shift at the coffee shop. Let’s see how that went.
By: lostandwhateverOriginally published on my Patreon.
The Halloween costume contest had become an annual duel between Victoria and her old rival June. This year, though, Victoria had an ace up her sleeve to ensure she beat June at the party tonight. She just needed to convince Fred to help.
By: lostandwhateverA quick little mixed-TF story, originally published on my Patreon.
Mad scientists have labs. They need someplace to do their mad science experiments, after all. Some labs are hidden in secluded mansions. Others are down in ordinary suburban basements.
By: lostandwhateverBill and Justin were waiting on the sidewalk when Candice’s taxi pulled up to the curb. She got out and took her bag out of the trunk. When the taxi pulled away, Bill and Justin shared a confused look.
“It’s me,” Candice said and lowered her sunglasses a little to show her eyes. “I’ve put on a new glamour. Like the hair?”
By: lostandwhateverContinued from Chapter 2.
Full disclosure/confession: this chapter and the following chapter are heavily inspired by the animation A Curse Underfoot by LeatherSFM. Check out his work. He does amazing transformation animations.
“Do you trust me?” she asked him, standing up.
By: lostandwhateverTuesday, July 3rd, Morning
Justin was sweating slightly as he manipulated his tools to crack open the ray gun he had been examining since yesterday.
By: lostandwhateverInspired by Intoxiton, in particular the images Winner and Top Shelf.
Cheerleading practice was coming to an end. The girls were exhausted and sweaty, but they had done some good work. The tournament was only a week away, but they knew they would be ready. Still, Crissie, the head cheerleader, had some words for them.
By: lostandwhateverThis was originally written in 2017. The idea was for it to be part of a collaboration, but the collaboration never came to pass. I did end up writing a few chapters for it, and it felt like a shame to let it go unused. So, I’m sharing it with you now as it is, while I work on other writing. It may not be my best or most fresh work, but I hope you enjoy it.
By: lostandwhatever“The next day,” Chuck said. “She showed up with a giant hamster cage and put me in it. Then, she pointed that gun at me again. Wait… No, it was a different gun, like she had added some things onto the original gun. Anyhow, she pointed it at me and pulled the trigger. I was surprised when I started to get bigger. I felt my strength coming back as I got taller, and soon I was standing again. Then, I became an adult again. When she saw me back to my normal age, she let the trigger go.
By: lostandwhatever