Chapter #4Start the scene by: Yote   You'd hoped it wouldn't come to this, but the fandom always got what it wanted. Male actors could only perform for so long before the viewers started clamoring for them to be brought low with a TG sex scene. After all the hours you'd spent signing autographs, chatting with the fans on the forums, raising your profile, and this was how they repaid you.
Your stomach lurched as you step onto the set and see your "co-stars" as they prepared themselves for the shoot. None of them were famous enough for you to recognise - a further insult, to think you were to be fucked by nobodies - but all three of them were packing dicks that put your own to shame. They had stripped off and were busy clasping onto their ballsacks the enchanted devices that would siphon away your male essence into themselves, transforming you into a woman, while boosting their own masculinity. Judging by their muscular bodies, it wasn't the first time they'd done this.
Your stomach lurched with nerves, not just at the thought of the humiliating you were about to endure, but also the knowledge that the next hour could very well make or break your career. A good, first-time-TG scene could draw much needed exposure for your career, you might even get a full-time contract. Alternatively, if it flops, as they often did, your career will be over, relegating you to bit parts or, even worse, the set fluffer. If things go bad, you'll be lucky if they even bother to change you back.
"Nervous?" a voice asked you. The director, Emma, peered at you from her chair with a friendly smile. "Don't worry, everybody's nervous their first time as a girl. Just try to relax and enjoy it. They'll do most of the work. They're professionals."
One of the actors, seemingly struggling with the device attached to his crotch, pointed a finger at one of the technicians. "You! Get over here and help me with this thing."
Reluctantly, the technician slunk over, an expression of disgust on his face as he knelt down by the naked actor's crotch. He reached out, tentatively fiddling with the mechanical apparatus clasped around the man's crotch. "I don't understand, you seem to have attached it perfect- GAH!"
The technician pulled his hand back but it was too late. In just a few seconds on contact, the magic had taken effect. The technician withered inside his clothes, his breasts ballooning inside the wrinkled fabric. The actor chuckled as the technician's masculinity flowed into him, swelling his muscles even more, causing his already mammoth penis to grow another inch. "Thanks, I think you fixed it," he chuckled, towering over the now-tiny girl and pushing her off the set with one hand.
"Okay, semi-professionals," the director admitted.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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