Inked: Gender Swap Erotica

By Lou Bealy

Colin loses a bet and has to get a feminine tattoo. At first, the tattoo begins to spread somehow, but then more changes seem to result from it. His nipples are more sensitive than usual and his body hair starts to fall out. How could a tattoo magically change him into a woman?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lou Bealy
• Release date: Jul 28, 2020
• ISBN: 9781005400484

Lou Bealy

I am a purveyor of smut. I write mostly mind control and transformation stories, and I also do custom commissions. I have other ebooks for sale on Amazon here. https://www.amazon.com/Lou-Bealy/e/B07JD6YMJM I have a blog where I post updates and stories as well, but my free stories are all available here at choose your own price. www.loubealysfetisherotica.com

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Inked

Lou Bealy

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Copyright 2020 Lou Bealy

Inked by Lou Bealy

Commissioned by anonymous

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It is not going to hurt too bad, right? Colin asked, trying not to sound too timid. You know I have a thing about needles. He was so nervous that he was almost shaking in the tattoo chair.

You’re pretty big for a baby, aren’t you? Brooke asked with her hands on her hips, teasing and mocking him in a high-pitched voice. It’s just a little tattoo. If you want to welsh on the bet… She pointed to the door that led back out to the street and shrugged.

I’m going to do it! he said a bit too forcefully. I just mean… It’s easy for you to say, you’ve got a bunch of tattoos already. He pointed to her short, voluptuous body. 

Only a few of her tattoos were visible, a segment of a scorpion tail could be seen in the gap between her dark blue v-neck top and black leggings. She had partial sleeves on her forearms that obscured the tattoos depicting different floral designs and animals, including a horse and a fox. He thought that the tattoos enhanced her raw sexiness. She was his idea of the perfect woman, petite but shapely, with dark hair and pale skin.

That’s what I’m saying. If I did it multiple times, you can do it once. She walked back over, carrying the book of all the typical tattoo designs. She handed it to him.

Lexi flipped her long hair to the side and laughed. I thought you men were supposed to be tough. She folded her toned arms across her c-cup breasts. Her tight work-out clothes showed off her athletic runner’s physique. Isn’t that what they say? Even though women through history have done all of the hard, painful work including actually bearing children, raising them, and-

Okay, okay, Erika interrupted, laughing. I think he’s had enough. He’s going to get the tattoo, just like he said he would, right? She smiled at him, her blonde hair parted down the middle framed her high cheekbones and dark eyes.

She was his best friend. She was the sweetest and kindest person he knew and she was almost too nice, which was why they ended up not being able to date each other. They had been friends since childhood but only decided to get together right after they had graduated high school but it didn’t last long.

He had told her that she was almost too nice, someone who spent a bunch of time and money on friends and family in her life who didn’t reciprocate. She said that he was kind of an asshole who was selfish and only cared about himself. But they did have a lot of interests in common like cars and outdoor activities like hiking and fishing. They got along so well that when they both needed to find roommates they moved in together. It wasn’t even a problem that each of them continued to date. It helped that they eventually ended up working different schedules and not seeing each other all that much anyway during the week.

Colin’s new crush was Brooke. He had only met her recently and she hit it off with him and Erika right away. She was a wild party girl but was also kind of a go-getter. She was a tattoo artist by day and had a graphic design business by night.

Lexi had been harder to win over since she was always such a stick in the mud but she was Erika’s best girlfriend so they just put up with it. Despite her prickly outward persona, she was actually pretty nice herself when you got to know her, she just didn’t show it very often. She was just on guard all of the time, only rarely relaxing or letting someone in close.

The three of them had been at a bar drinking together when they made the bet. The foolish bet he never should have made. Erika had tried to talk him out of it but Brooke was egging him on. She had a bit of a competitive spirit. 

Brooke had bet him that the cute girl he was scoping out would give him her number if he followed Brooke’s advice when he went to talk to her. He had said there was no way; that she was too hot and out of his league.

Colin liked to think he was a pretty good catch. He was still young, not even thirty yet but already making good money as an automotive engineer. He thought he was decently attractive physically too, at five foot ten with a medium build with short brown hair and trimmed beard. But as good of a catch as he believed he was, this girl was like model hot and clearly way out of his league. Or so he thought. 

He had been proven wrong when he returned to the table with her number in tow. He now had to accept the consequences of losing the bet and allow Brooke to tattoo him (incidentally, he had one date with that girl and it was clear it wasn’t going to work out).

Yeah… he said, finally acquiescing. He gave up and accepted his fate, but couldn’t stop staring at the needle gun.

Don’t overthink it and get all tense. You need to relax. Brooke said and handed him the tattoo book. Besides, if you didn’t want to get the tattoo, you shouldn’t have made the bet. Now, I’m thinking of that little butterfly there. She pointed to a small butterfly with an interesting pattern on its wings. It was monochromatic, a simple black outline. That was good at least, because something more elaborate would not only take longer and be more painful but it would draw more attention to something that he really didn’t want anyone to see. He would hate to have to explain