Tg Tf Series Tidbits

Shit Talker

Episode 3 : Kyle/Kylie POV.

WARNING. THIS EPISODE CONTAINS MENTAL REPLACEMENT AND MENTAL DEATH, AND NONCONSENSUAL TGTF, IN ADDITION CONTAINING HOMOPHOBIC REMARKS. IF YOU CANNOT HANDLE AN IN DEPTH DESCRIPTION OF THIS, PLEASE SKIP THIS CHAPTER.

God, Leez was starting to get on my nerves. first he gets on my fucking case about me stating the obvious truth that Cameron was dating a whore, and he was fine with it. I don't care what the fuck Jordan is up to, dumbass, I care that Cam's a goddamn cuck. but then I walk in here and I see Leez with dog ears and a tail, cuddling up to her. So they're both disloyal. "God, what kind of weird kinky shit are you two into." Leez rolled his eyes, muttering something about "Just leave us alone."

Yeah, like I'm gonna take that shit from a dude dressed like a dog. "What, are you gonna bark at me or something?" He whispered something to Jordan, and she ran off. "Dude, Wow. First you defend his bitch, then you're sitting here making out with her.

And those fucking hilarious ears! seriously, did Cameron fucking sugar daddy that shit for you? it's way too high quality you fucking fag." It was taking all I had not to just laugh at him, and I still closed my eyes and nearly doubled over laughing at him.

Well, until I felt fucking claws rake across my face. I stumbled back into the wall as I opened my eyes, seeing that leez had a fucking full size paw where his hand should be. "W-What the fuck, man?" Leez just turned around, saying over his shoulder "What. Upset you lost to a dog?" God, what the fuck was wrong with them. Screw that, what the fuck was wrong with this school!

"Something is seriously fucked up with you and your little gang of whores!" And he fucking chuckled at me like I had made some shitty movie joke. "You have no idea." And then I saw his fucking tail move as he walked away. Not some weirdass buttplug sway, but a wag. That fucking tail was wagging. It had to be a trick. Leez just fucking knifed me while I wasn't looking, yeah?

I moved my hand to my face to wipe some of the blood out of my eye. I'd drop the fuck out and go somewhere else. It fucking stung like hell. But as the blood got on my glove, it started to change its shape, wrapping around each of my fingers with a soft squeeze. The bleeding had stopped, but why the fuck was my blood transforming my gloves! a splash of blood jumped from my glove to my sleeve, disconnecting it from my hoodie and pulling it down my arm with that same soft fabric.

I was about to pull both off when heat poured into my chest like someone had just lit a fire. It felt like my brain was going to melt as my hoodie got tighter and tighter, until it subsided and I looked down. Breasts. Fucking breasts, and C cup at that. What the hell had leez done to me. I was going to kill him if I ever got the chance. I felt fabric slide up to my neck and wrap around, applying a soft pressure to my throat as I could hear my voice rise. My hoodie wasn't a hoodie anymore, either.

It had a little white heart on it while the rest was turning the same shade of red as my glove. I saw my glove and sleeve change on my other arm before I felt a twitch in my dick and the heat I felt there intensified to a blaze. I could feel it pulling away from the fabric and pulling up into me, my balls shrinking as it all inverted into an entrance.

I was a female now, I knew it. My voice was too high, my dick was fucking gone, and I had breasts. And somehow, it still wasn't done as my pants shifted and morphed into a skirt, my ass and thighs filling out so that my skirt just barely covered them as my socks changed and rose up my legs, splitting open in a fishnet pattern as they turned red. and finally, my boxers shifted, all at once snapping to fit my sides and the emptiness between my legs as a sensation of more fabric slid around my chest, itching at me as they began to support my new breasts weight.

My body was entirely female. All I had was my hair, and I knew it wasn't for very long as my hairband snapped, feeling a pulling sensation across my hair as it lengthed out, blocking my vision. I glanced behind me as I felt my hair pulling itself into an ass-length ponytail, before I was pushed over my something. I looked forward to see Cameron as he whispered "Goodbye Kyle~"

And then everything slowed down. Time felt like it had stopped, and I was back in my body again, male, And I could see.. something spreading across the Orange-Blue-Gray ground. Pink and Red, hints of green. I didn't know what it was, And I don't think it mattered. I started to run. As fast as I could, legs pumping, but my heart not pounding, my legs not aching as I slowly outpaced the wave of shifting color, changing everything it touched.

I ran through a gym hall, and when I looked back it had begun changing into a walk-in closet, full of clothes, and designs for more. I almost couldn't see it when something in the distance flashed, and someone, a girl, appeared in front of me. She was wearing that same red dress, with her C-Cup breasts pronounced and shown off, with hot pink eyes.

"Alright. You're really stubborn, Kyle. But enough." She snapped her fingers, and the ribbon seemed to filter out of the air. I couldn't evade it fast enough, as it bound and gagged me before her. I tried to scream, to make any noise, to call for help. "Shhh~ It's you and me in here. And frankly, you're disgusting. So much big game you talked, so much shit you spouted." She pulled back her fist and punched me in the face. I toppled over, but there wasn't any pain to it.

"You're a disgusting, sexist, homophobic pig. How many times have you beaten people so badly they went to the hospital, Kyle? Cameron kept you around because you were a useful connection, but now.. Well, you finally tried to take it too far. This body, this life? It's mine now." She pulled out a knife, and before I could even squirm, she stabbed me. I began to bleed, watching the world grow pink, red and green as my thoughts filtered out of my head, replaced with hers.

—Perspective change: Kylie is now the Mind in charge of this body.—

I woke up to hear Cameron saying my name, pulling me up by the arm. "What happened?" I had this god awful headache. He shook his head. "I don't really know, I found you here asleep. I thought something had happened to you." I groaned. no wonder I had a headache. "Me and Jordan must've been out drinking again, Gossiping about you." I elbowed his leg. "C'mon, help me up." He hauled me to my feet as I straightened out, dusting off my dress. I hope the floor didn't ruin the skirt too much. then I remembered. "AH SHIT! Cam, I've gotta go, I have an essay to write!"