Gratitude

Well this story certainly got away from me. I have a friend who's transitioning right now, and with this fetish being so close to their transition I wanted to explore their mentality through this blog, the story got a lot more serious than I expected but I hope ya'll still enjoy it!

"Thank you so much for your body Emily, I have never felt happier in my life. I promise I'll treat it with the respect and care if deserves," the Snapchat video cut off and began echoing the message back at him. James typed out "thank you" with a bunch of heart emoji to his snap and sent it to Emily. He smiled and gave his new breasts a nice squeeze and smiled.

James never felt comfortable in his own skin. At first he thought it was because he was overweight, but then he lost that weight, and he still wasn't happy. So then he gained muscle, he was sculpture of his own physique, he felt better but still something was missing. So then he went out and got serious with women. He got plenty of women, had a few long term relationships, and yet still he realized he didn't feel right. It was after a long road trip across the states that ended at Burning Man with a whole bunch of shrooms that he finally realized what was wrong, he was trans and he wasn't fine with being a male.

At Burning Man he met Emily, a girl about ten years younger than him, she was a beautiful on every sort of way, so beautiful that no only was James attracted to her but he was actually envious of her. They drank together, tripped together, and fucked together. And afterwards they kept in contact.

A few months later Emily came to visit James in Portland, after a long night of hitting up the town and drinking James couldn't keep it to himself anymore. He opened up to Emily and told her everything he had been struggling with. Maybe it was the alcohol, or the few blunts the smoked together, but told him she felt the same way. That just like him, she dressed all feminine not because she was proud of being a woman, but to run away from her thoughts of wanting to be a man. They vowed they would find a way to fix the problem. Emily later returned to Chicago and left James behind.

A few weeks later Emily called James up with some exciting news, she found a way better than surgery and hormone treatments, she could trade her body with James', however the spell wasn't reversible and they would be stuck as each other forever. James without hesitation took the offer. Emily told him she'll begin prepping for the ritual as quickly as possible and said it would be a surprise once it happened.

Three days later James was out for a run when he began to feel lightheaded. Everything around him went black, his legs felt weak. A sudden loss of gravity overwhelmed him, he couldn't tell if he was falling or standing. A flash of deep purple light overwhelmed his vision, accompanied by a low rumbling sound. Then suddenly he regained his senses, he was in a different room, surrounded by a circle of candles and incense. His chest felt heavier too, he looked down and saw a pair of perfectly round and perky breasts, he would recognize that pair anywhere. He let out a loud girlish sequel.

Before he allowed himself to explore Emily's body he dashed across the room and grabbed her phone off the charger. He pulled out Snapchat and sent her a quick message. He finally felt at home in his body, and he never felt happier.