Transgender fiction shapeshifter in someone else’s lingerie
Corporate espionage was not Doug’s forte. He was a shapeshifter sure, and an actor when he put his
mind to it, but actually committing anything illegal was completely out of his wheelhouse. The whole
reason he was putting his gifts to work was precisely for the reason that he didn’t want to use them for
anything ethically wrong. What he was being asked to do was completely against his beliefs as a
person. But rent was due once more, and without a new personality formulated for the auditions, he
was floundering between modelling gigs and advertising proiects. What did it matter if you could
become a beautiful woman in a city filled with them? He was increasingly coming to the realisation
that he should move somewhere else, maybe England? He’d have better teeth than them at least.
Fction sissy daddy’s special Tgirl
Fort e next few cays I spent most of my time worng out who Brandy actually was. I might ave
ransforrned into her, but that didn’t mean I knew thing one about her mannerisms or personality. I
ent up to her room, pawed through racks of expensive and revealing clothing. Watched the videos
on her computer of cheerleading tryouts, acting auditions, anything she put her mind to. Without
much difficulty I could do a roundabout approximation of her after not long at all. That brought me to
he mirror.he girl staring back at me was the eponymous Brandy. Tall, blonde, sexy as hell, with a cute face and
huge rack I kind of understood why she’d be such a terror, any guy who she spoke to was going to
do anything this beauty told him. She would be unstoppable. From the looks of her grades too, they
eren’t bad, she just didn’t seem to want to apply herself. She didn’t seem like an airhead at all. I
asn’t going to have to change that much to be her, and anything I did have to do was going to be
ell paid for.