Back To When Music Was Still Good (TG Caption)

 

I'm a huge music fan, all kinds of different genres, if it's got soul, I like it. And I have my mom to thank for that. I in heritage her great taste in music. One thing I was always jealous of was ability to go to all these great concerts back in the day. Sure you could see some good acts now, but it seemed all the legendary acts were either long gone or a shell of their former glory. But growing up, my mom went to some concerts or festivals that had hours of all time great artists. Experieriences that just werent possible for me to have.

One weekend i stopped by to visit my mom, and when I entered, she had a live show from back in her day on. She didnt stop dancing when she saw I was there, instead just just moving to the music while at the same time cleaning around her house.

"1992, I went to that show 10 months before I had you. Some of my all time favorites played that day" my mom said. She then took a deep breath and sighed. "What I would give to go back and live that weekend over agian."

Standing next to her, I said "At least you lived it once already! I ve never been to anything like that, if you get to go back to that show, then I wish I could go back and be able to enjoy that show with you. It seems like it had to been an awesome time."

What neither of us realized, as we were carrying on our conversation, my mom was cleaning a new vase that looked middle eastern or something. She rubbed the side as we taled when out popped what looked like a stereotypical genie. Big blue guy, curled toe shoes, ect. Clapping his hands like thunder and said "Congratulations, youve just used your one wish with me. Enjoy what you have asked for."

"Wait dont we get 3 wishes? ISnt that a genie thing?" I said.

"Dont get gready," the genie replied. He shot blue lightning at me and my mother. It didnt hurt but did blind us momentarily. Just as suddenly as it had started, it stopped and we could see again, both me and my mother standing next to each other still.... But that was just about the only thing to remain the same.

Going from inside my mothers house one second, to being outside on grass the very next second was pretty bizarre. Looking up i saw my mother had changed, shedding at least 30 years since the last time I had eyes on her. And I hate to admit it, but younger mom was kinda a fox. Her blonde hair was now a lot longer, waist long, and the color seemed to be a lot brighter and vibrant than what she had. She was her same height, 5'4, but she had shredded all the excess weight she had put on over the years. She wore a belly shirt with tassels on the end, had a flannel shirt tied around her waist over her ripped up jeans.

"Mom? Is..." I started to say but stopped as the sentence started to squeek out. That was far too high to be my voice. Something was wrong.

Young Mom looked at me confused, saying "What do you mean 'mom'? Gwen? How are you here? I havent seen you in ages, how do you look so young still? You look just as sexy as ever."

I gasped and looked down. Super tight skinny jeans, long dark hair, a tiny pair of boots, with Im figuring to be tiny feet inside. I looked at the tiny hands at the end of my sleeves.I had a couple of rings, the werent big, but looked huge on my tiny fingers. All my nails were painted pink. My shirt was left unbuttoned, letting a slight breeze find my new, slightly sweaty cleavage. Over the shirt, I was now wearing what was clearly a woman's coat, the give away being the huge circles of fur around my wrists at the end of the sleeves, and the huge collar of cream colored fur wrapping around my thin neck and shoulders.

"Huh?... Gwen?... Who?... Genie?... Wish?.... Mom?... MOM?!?" I yelled realizing the new body I was in.

"Oh my god? Are you not Gwen? Are you my son?" She asked.

Not wanting to hear my new high pitched voice again I just nodded. She said "I cant believe it, I just picked that up a couple days ago at an antique store, I cant believe there was an honest to god genie in it. Alright so genies are realy, and apparently to grant our 1 and only wish, he sent us back to that concert in 1992, me in my younger body that I went to the show in, and put you in the body of the person I went to the show with... my old bestie Gwen. And 'Gwen', you look just as hot as you were back then too. You get to experience this amazing show with me, but it looks like the catch is you have to do it as my old bff Gwen. I for one think its an amazing deal."

"Im your friend Gwen? Ive seen her in some of your old photos. Im that attractive little brunette you used to go to shows with?" I asked.

"Mmmm yep," she said with a gleam in her eye, slowly moving closer, and pulling me closer in by my hips. Being this close made me aware of her 2 inch height difference, I gotta be only standing up at a tiny 5'2 or so, damn! Moving her lips inches from mine, she continued, "and not only my old bff Gwen, my bi friend Gwen. At all these shows we went to, we were constantly experiment together. We'd fool around all the time before I gave birth. But we dont have to worry about that right now."

She put her hand on the back of my neck and tilted my head back and pushed our lips together, a couple seconds later her tongue finding its way into my mouth. She grouped me but the broke the quick passionate kiss and we stared at each other, eyeing the other like a piece of meat.

I said, "You know I have already heard this show on tape before. We wouldn't be missing anything if we left and enjoyed these bodies right now."

We hopped back in the car and went back to the dorm room we shared. We stripped off each others clothes as soon as we hit the door, and us 2 beautiful young women made love all night.

We woke up still in each others arms, her fingers even still inside of me between me legs. Wait, inside me, inside my vagina? I'm still Gwen?

It seems like missing the concert left us trapped back here in 1992, My mother was excited about reliving her youth, but I still had to come to terms with my new lot in life, as Gwen, the petite, lesbian, friend with benefits of my former mother. I could be this way the rest of my life. I shuddered as the reality of being trapped as the new Gwen set in. Time to get ready for the 1st day of the rest of my life as a little college hottie. Maybe it won't be so bad after all. I should at least be able to catch some good shows around here now.

Tripping With [as] My Girlfriend (TG Caption)

 

My girlfriend Abby and I were camping for the week, out in the middle of the desert with a couple thousand other people for this festival we wanted to go to. Music, art, and probably most importantly, drugs.

Abby and I had taken our fair share today. Molly, weed, and a bunch of booze. We were having a blast, enjoying the intoxication together wandering around the festival, enjoying the sights and sounds.

At a random tent we started found a random old hippie lady camping. Noticing she was a few decades older than everyone else we'd seen there, we struck up a friendly conversation with her. At the end of it she said that she really liked the 2 of us and had a gift that would make us even closer. She gave us a handful of acid tabs with a warm smile on her face. Telling us to open our mouths, she placed a few blue tabs on my girlfriend's tongue, and a few pink tabs on mine.

Thanking the nice old hippie, Abby and I left, ready to see what the rest of the festival had to offer us. We walked around for about 30 min when we both started feeling the slow onset of the acid hitting our system. Our heads spinning, we stopped where we were in the middle of the crowd and looked at each other as time seemed to stand still. The world started to shake like an earthquake, then spinning faster and faster on me, until finally, my vision just went black.

After what felt like 5 seconds, the world suddenly snapped back to action, the crowd moving around us again as normal, nobody even giving us a second look. But as my vision cleared and focused on Abby, even thru my haze of drugs, I immediately realized something was very wrong. Abby was gone, but standing where she had been was a tall man. I consider myself normal size at 5'11, but this guy stood over me by maybe half a foot. Looking up, my eyes made it to a strangely familar face, my own!

I found myself looking down on me with the same dumbstruck look on his face that I was feeling myself. If that person was me, then who was I now? Looking down I was disoriented, thrown off by how much closer than ground was now. As I got my bearings with that, the body I was in vividly came into focus. I now had dainty little feet, attached to much shorter and thinner legs, covered in leggings with crazy colorful patterns on them, all coming together in a flat crotch. I could see a new thin stomach with my belly button showing just below the lacy black top I was now wearing. Under that, I could see 2 round lumps poking out the top of the shirt. On top of the breasts in my new POV, I found long red hair. Raising my hands, I could see tiny little fingers and hands just barley poking out from thick furry sleeves. Thick, grey, shaggy fur covered my new shorter arms, around my narrow shoulders, even up around my head.

Wait a minute I recognize this fur coat. Abby was wearing it today, I even teased her, saying she's dressed like an asshole, before apologizing and calling her my cute little wolf girl.

Through my haze, I put all the clues together. If I was a short little ginger, wrapped up in Abby's fur coat, and I was looking up at myself, then I must be Abby!?! That sweet old hippie lady swapped our bodies! Standing at only 5'3 now, I looked back up at my former face and saw a huge smile.

My girlfriend in my body said to me, "C'mon Abby, let's go back to the tent. I've tripped at festivals before, but this is the first chance I've had to fuck my beautiful little girlfriend."

I put my hands up to protest and said "Stop it, I'm not Abby, you are. We need to go find that old lady to swap us back!"

Abby stepped close to me, looked down and said while stroking my cheek, "Whatever she did, she did to help us. So right now I'm the man, and you're my girlfriend, Abby. This could wear off by morning. So let's go back and fuck til these drugs wear off."

"I... I... I don't know," I said, overcome by the situation.

He put his hands around me, and even thru the thick fluffy fur, I could feel my new boyfriend squeeze my new plump butt. That opened the floodgates to my new vagina. I finally gave in, but all I could do was nod in approval.

With a big grin my old body said "That's my cute little wolf girl. Now let's go Abby. I'm gunna fuck you til you can't stand up."

We went back to the tent and screwed each other til we passed out in each other's arms. Waking up, we found that we had both sobered up from the night before but still found our bodies swapped. But after how good last night felt, I already knew that neither of us would ever want to swap back.