Gender Bender Repeat Offender

By Randall Rogue

Like gender swap tales and stories that blur the line between the sexes? Then have we got a set of tales for you. First up is "A Taste of Womanhood" in which a man comes to terms with his girlfriend's lesbian past. Next is "Prince to Princess" in which poor Prince Harry is usurped and turned into a subservient woman. Finally, is "Wanted: Magician's Assistant" wherein a man takes a job with a magician who turns out to have real powers, and a male assistant just won't do.
These three salacious tales by Randall Rogue are available to you know for 50% off if you buy them as part of this bundle.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Dapper Rat Publishing
• Release date: Sep 30, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310048807

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Gender Bender Repeat Offender

Randall Rogue

This is a work of fiction. All characters and events reside solely in the author's imagination, and any resemblance to actual people, alive or dead, is purely coincidental. All characters are eighteen years of age or older.

© 2015, Dapper Rat Publishing. No portion of this work can be reproduced in any way without prior written consent from the author with the exception for a for a fair use excerpt for review and editorial purposes.

This title is for adults only. It contains explicit sex acts, adult themes, and material that some folks might find offensive. Please keep out of reach of children.

Table of Contents

A Taste of Womanhood

Prince to Princess

Wanted: Magician's Assistant, Must be Flexible and Discrete, No Prior Experience Required

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A Taste of Womanhood

Did you get it? Karen’s face was alight with anticipation.

Steve gave her a nervous look. He was still unsure about his girlfriend’s motives in all this. Still, he had agreed already. I did.

Lemme see. She bounced up and down a little and held out one hand.

He pulled the paper packet from the pocket of his jeans and handed it over. Karen held it up to examine it closely. It looked innocuous enough, like an unlabelled sugar packet, and she wrinkled her nose.

It doesn’t look like much.

Rolling his eyes. Steve dropped his weight onto the sofa with a little whoomph. It cost nearly as much as our rent does. Looks aren’t everything.

Karen’s eyebrows rose and she gave him a shocked look. I didn’t know it was so expensive. Stevie, you didn’t have to do this, you know? It was just an idea.

He eyed her for a moment. She had said as much before, but a niggling part of him said that just wasn’t true. He was worried. They’d been dating for over a year now, moved in together a couple of months ago, and on the surface it all seemed great. But Karen had divulged to him early about her bisexuality, and it came up more often than he thought it should.

She talked about past relationships with this sort of wistful air and he caught her checking out ladies more often than he did himself. She also compared him to her past partners frequently—it had apparently been a while since she’d been with a man before him—and it wasn’t always favorably. He loved Karen, but he couldn’t assuage himself of the idea that she’d be happier if he was a woman.

It’s no big deal, he said. This may be pretty fun.

The grin of excitement on his girlfriend’s face was certainly not helping his apprehension. So, she passed the packet back to him, what’s the plan?

This was your idea; you don’t already have one?

Well, she chewed her lip, how big is out window of opportunity?

Supposed to be a bit less than twenty-four hours.

Oh, that’s fantastic. We are going all out then.

All out? He gave her a concerned look.

Hell yes, she waggled her eyebrows at him, we are going to hit the town and have some fun.

Steven startled. "You want me to go out with you like... well, you know."

Of course I do. You just wanted to stay in? What a waste.

Well, it’s bit weird. What if somebody sees me?

I don’t think you have much to worry about. Nobody will know it’s you. But if it bothers you, that’s fine. We don’t have to—

As the look on her face dropped to crestfallen, Steve put up a hand to interrupt her. OK, fine we can go out.

She brightened again. Awesome! Don’t worry one bit; I’ll take care of everything.

Steve took a breath and let it out slowly. OK, whatever you say, dear.

Well? Are we going to get started?

Right now?

Why not? It’s Friday; we don’t have anything particular to do tonight or tomorrow. Let’s have some fun.

I... yeah, I guess so. Steve took the packet back from her and twiddled it between his fingers. He still felt apprehensive, but couldn’t think of a good reason not to get on with it. Standing up, he went to the bedroom and took off his clothes, tossing them into the hamper until he was down to his bare skin.

As he picked up the packet from the dresser, a noise behind him made him turn his head. Karen was leaning against the door frame, arms crossed beneath her breasts. She gave him a little smirk as he tore the paper and peered at its content. It was just white crystals, finer than table salt but not quite powder. For a brief moment, he wondered if he had been taken to the cleaners and been sold something more mundane. With a shrug, he reasoned that at this point, if he had he’d at least be out of this. In a swift motion, he tipped the contents into his mouth and swallowed.

A few moments later, Karen let out a low whistle of appreciation. You make a pretty good looking chick, Stevie.

Putting a hand to her face, Stevie felt herself. She looked at the room around her. Did everything seem bigger now or was that her imagination? She turned to look at the full-length mirror on the back of the closet door and gasped. The figure looking back was so different from what she was used to. She was short and curvy, with wide hips and a generous set of breasts. Her curly dark hair was long and voluminous, reaching nearly to her round ass.

She grimaced as she looked further down. She’d never seen a pair of women’s