MercurialCurse's TG Transformation Stories

      ~Legend of the Inquisition~   A long time ago, centuries before Magdalena the Malignant struck terror into the land, a vampire known as Lucia De Notte was the greatest enemy the kingdom had faced. Both she and her army of blood-drinking soldiers had ever faced and threatened to shroud the realm in eternal darkness until the iridescent Saint Bayard rose out from the rank and file; carving his way through the undead hordes and personally striking the fatal blow against the Countess.  Bayard returned a hero, and with the King's blessing, became the founder of an order that promised to protect the kingdom not from men and countries, but from creatures and beings that hid and lived in the darkness. This is how the Inquisition came to be.   ---   Inquisitor Lance raced down the country path on his horse as the rain pelted down on like a barrage of arrows from the dark and rumbling clouds above him. He hated having to stay out...

It was around quarter to nine in the evening that Gabe finally arrived at Blake’s house. The two had met when they were twelve; although the responsibilities and stresses of adult life had started to interfere with their relationship, they always managed to keep in contact with each other no matter what. It was when Gabe suddenly received a couple messages on his phone that he decided to meet his old friend again in person: [Blake] - Hey man, you busy right now? [Gabe] - Nah, not really. Just chilling. [Blake] - You mind coming over to mine for a little while? Feeling a little shitty. [Gabe] - Sure - is everything OK? [Blake] - I’ll explain when you get here. Approaching the large white door, Gabe thumbed the doorbell and waited. A couple moments later, there was movement behind the frosted glass panel and then it was opened, revealing a young blond haired man. Blake had a rather robust physique that was only enhanced due to the simple grey vest and cargo shorts he was ...

It was a bright Saturday afternoon and although Collin was relaxing in the living room of his apartment, surfing the internet on his phone, this didn’t mean he was happy - he was actually bored out of his mind.   “ In other news, reports of a man wearing “high-tec” or “Iron Man” armour running around the city swarmed in over night. ” Said the news reporter as he sat in the studio. “ Although initially believed to be a prank or hoax, the police are now urging the public to stay away from this man following a violent encounter between two officers - ” Collin sighed and turned the TV off before continuing to read his phone. If he could sum up his life in two words, it would be “depressingly normal” - he’d been brought up in a middle-class household by two decent, parents who had decent jobs before going to school and getting an average education; gaining a decent group of friends in the process. Although he was aware that there were people in the world whose lives ...