Genderswap Novels & Stories

It was a bright and bold smile, though one could describe it as an idiotic smile, too. "Clara, since the bonding pact is meant for our family, that means it's up for grabs for anyone bearing our family name. Back when the packs drafted the bonding pact, they never specified which daughter had to marry Alpha Gilbert at all. "As for me, I'm no weak she-wolf. I'm currently training to become a Gamma warrior. If Alpha Gilbert wants to bully me, I'll kick his ass!" As I spoke, I raised my fist and waved it at Clara.

I'm the head cheerleader for the Westbrook High football team. I couldn't walk through the front gate without a crowd closing in around me, and one candid photo could set the entire school message board on fire. Then I woke up one morning inside the body of the two-hundred-pound girl in my class, the one everybody called ugly. Our souls had traded places. She sent me a message. [Your good days are over, Corinna Vale.] [And let me be clear, this swap is permanent. From today on, everything people ever envied you for belongs to me!] [As for you, go rot in that body for me!] But I looked at the girl in the mirror and laughed out loud. She had only seen the shine on the outside. She had no idea

Alpha Gary finally spoke. I stood up slowly, wiping my hands on a clean cloth. I forced my voice down into the deep, smooth tone of a man, making sure my delivery was completely professional and calm. "Alpha Gary, this is a highly specific, dangerous disease that only women can get," I explained, the entire room went dead silent. "The infection isn't in her blood or her lungs. The illness is located deep inside her reproductive organs..." I paused. "Specifically, within her uterus."

He said “I don’t know about you. I’ll drop my ovaries on my nervous sis.” she said smiling. “Are you sure you have ovaries, Anne?” he asked politely. “Alright, let’s just switch genders. You are female and I am gay.” Anne said Winchester just laughed at her answer. They are still arguing and joking with each other while waiting for a taxi outside the apartment's gate.

I doubt we are in the frame. Mave’s face split to a grin of approval. ‘Seems Greg’s preference is guys, but that is risky so he hires women dressed as men and dominates them and finishes with the sex act, so that he fits the heterosexual world of conventions.’ ‘Like ... turns them into a woman during the act. Never heard of that one. Is that a variation of liking effeminate boys?’ ‘Could be,’ Mave confirmed. ‘I hadn’t looked at it like that.’ She thought a while.

Curse that motherfucking-cock-wrangler and his loose tongue. “Wait . . . did you? Do the gender-swap, I mean?” “Yeah, once,” he replies with a coy smile. “Was supposed to assassinate a politician from South America who had a proclivity for American women. Zeke offered to give the job to Mary Sue instead, but I said I was willing to try it out. The Appearance Artificers didn’t . . . ahem, cut anything off that couldn’t be replaced, of course. Just gave me a temporary boob job and some injections to soften my facial features. Didn’t need to pass a medical inspection or anything, just enough to get him alone in a hotel room to slit his throat and jump out the window.”

She placed her hands on her chest, trying to calm herself down. She turned on the lights of the house and walked into her room, she caught sight of herself in the mirror and she shook lightly. It still gave her goosebumps to watch herself in another body. She looked away from the mirror and got into her bed. As she laid in bed, she made her decision, she did not want to be Cherry Hillard, she did not want to pretend and risk being caught, she did but want to get married to the Winston. "I am just going to go to my hometown, I am never going to let any of them find me. I am not Cherry Hillard, I am Lucienne Gray and I will not live as Cherry."

Weston smiles crookedly when Millan snorts in fake outraged. “I’m not nesting!” “Whatever you say, Mill.” Weston says before kissing Millan’s forehead gently, and continuing. “But seriously, you know, sometimes, werewolves are born into a gender they don’t feel comfortable in and they decide to change it. Is that how you feel, Mill? Would you feel more comfortable in another secondary gender? You know I love you and nothing is going to change that. The medicine for it is starting to be super advanced and I’m sure Nara would be happy to help.”

Okay fine, Ma'am Ken will be quiet. He started to dress me, he put on my panties. Pfft, I'm actually laughing because he closes his eyes tightly and then keeps looking away from my body. Is Hubby jealous of my body? He really wants to be a woman. I'm sorry Ken because it looks like you're really made of juice, this god to me. It's ugly if you became a woman and then you were made for me, right? Hmm, so what are we bisexual? Or maybe lesbian? Oh my, maybe gay??

She gushed that she now had a new chapter to write about low ranking wolves and how their offspring would be effected by this bond type. Unlike us they did not seem to have heightened abilities that matched their rank but almost powers of sorts. The older of the children, Anders, who preferred to be addressed as Astra, could "shift" between female and male form. We were told that at a very young age she started expressing she felt female, which her parents feared for as werewolves cannot have gender reassignment surgery due to our fast healing. Our wolves do not have a gender and identify with whatever our human form does but our human form is what it is. They raised their, then son, to expr