Category Archives: Gender Swap Fantasy series

Forbidden Sanctuary – Transgender Suspense Story

  • Title: Forbidden Sanctuary
  • Subtitle: Trespass sweatly urged – failing masculinity test
  • Author: Yu Sakurazawa
  • Category: transgender, suspense, mtf

Jared Wells is the protagonist of the story.  He is from a conservative region in America, but aches to explore new cultures. Jared accidentally lands on Kito Island in Africa and is accosted by the Zorba Tribe. Chief Kave, the leader of the tribe, takes Jared home to his mother. The next day, Jared is forced to prove his masculinity by fighting with a lion. The young man fails following which he is dressed as an African woman. Jared is eventually feminized by the tribe. He is now called Zoya and is forced to marry the widowed Chief Kave.

Forbidden Sanctuary
Trespass Sweatly Urged
Failing Masculinity Test
by Yu Sakurazawa

Chapter 1 – Jaded Jared

I was jaded. I am from a part of America that had more church-goers than in any other part of the country. When the rest of the country was experimenting with new cuisines, we guys resolutely stuck to our hamburgers and French fries. We hated immigrants, even though generations ago, we ourselves had arrived from a distant country. Also, we were the staunch long-time loyalists of the Republican Party.

I was called Jared Wells at that time and was 21 years old. Since pre-marital sex was considered an abomination before God, I was still a virgin. My parents expected me to get married in a few years time, probably to some girl who, like me, was also blonde-haired and blue-eyed. Until then, I would just have to watch porn and jack off. We Americans believe in the “Do-it-yourself” or the DIY philosophy. I was sticking to the philosophy by catering to my sexual needs all by myself.

I was sick of this insular community, with its stick-in-the-mud attitude. I detested being a stickler for rules. I wanted to be free…and explore other regions and cultures: primitive and pagan ones, preferably.

This desire had been welling up inside me for quite a long time. Hence, I had been building a special sea kayak for a good three years. I had carefully ripped and attached plywood sheets, stuck panels at the sides and had stitched them sturdily. After coating it with fiber glass and varnishing it until it shone, the kayak was ready to sail.

I was no foodie, but needed fuel to survive. So, I packed umpteen cartons of milk, breakfast cereal, and canned fruit. I also made sure that I had stored numerous bottles of drinking water. I sailed southwards with no concrete destination in mind.

At first, I loved it. I had a natural affinity for water and had won many kayaking competitions. But after a few weeks of paddling on, I was scared. I worried about a plentitude of things. What if there was a mishap and the kayak collapsed? What if there was a severe thunderstorm, which would rip me and my kayak apart?

Nothing as catastrophic happened. I paddled on for miles, with the wind conditions and ocean currents slowing me down. I had a faint idea that I was moving towards Africa, but wasn’t sure. I was drifting the ocean. Days turned into weeks. My water and food supplies were dwindling. I fervently hoped to catch a glimpse of a piece of land. When I finally did, it was of an island. Had I not been a confident person, I would have been convinced that I was hallucinating.

But Kito Island (I discovered the name later), was no delusion. It was an exquisite piece of reality. Winds blew through the whistling thorn trees, making them tinker like a series of bells. Unique quiver trees and the upside-down baobabs grew alongside the whistling thorn. The skies were unbelievably blue and the clouds a fresh pure white. Elation swelled in my heart, as I saw a lovely deer leap among the lemon grass. The sound of a nearby waterfall reached my ears.

I was dumbstruck by the untouched, virginal beauty of the island. My town was also beautiful, but had a smoky shop-soiled look to it—an inevitable consequence of civilization. I assumed that the island was uninhabited and decided to explore it, hoping to find something to eat. I moored my kayak to a nearby tree, and gingerly stepped on the ground. On impulse, I took off my sneakers. The earth beneath my feet was soft and moist.

I frisked the island, searching for something to eat. I dug out a few red yams and radishes, and devoured them raw. I quenched my thirst by stepping into the waterfall and drinking its fresh, sweet water.

The gush of the waterfall had drowned the sounds of approaching footsteps. When I looked back, I was in for the greatest shock of my life.

At least fifteen ebony-skinned men stood in front of me. They were naked except for a loin-cloth around their waists. Their faces were painted red, and hair braided into tight dreadlocks. They wore beads and cowries around their necks. Huge bows and arrows were slung over their powerful shoulders.

A man of about fifty stood a step ahead of the entourage. He was tall and well-built, and had a strong imposing presence. I noticed that he was dressed differently from other men. The loin-cloth around his waist was pattered, and he had twice as many beads and cowrie necklaces around his sturdy neck. Also, he wore an impressive headgear of lion mane and ostrich feathers on his head. Going by the variation in attire, presence and personality, I guessed that the man was the chief of the entourage.

His dark eyes radiated fire. My heart leapt to my throat. My hands began to go cold and clammy. I was obviously the trespasser here. I had evidently stepped on an island that wasn’t supposed to be intruded upon. Fascinated and mesmerized by its beauty, I had foolishly overlooked possible dangers that might have lurked on the unknown piece of land.

The men continued to stare at me. Convinced that the guys wouldn’t understand English, I tried to haplessly explain my situation through gestures. Astonishment struck me like a whiplash when the chief said “Come with us” in a deep, rich baritone.

The English spoken by the semi-naked tribal chief was flawless.

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Everland – A Love Story – Beyond Gender & Species

  • EverlandTitle: Everland
  • Subtitle: Beyond Gender & Species
  • Series: Transgender Mystery
  • Genderswap Categpory: MTF
  • Author: Yu Sakurazawa

[Introduction] Juan is a happy-go-lucky young man, but his beloved wife Moira seems to be unhappy with her gender. She suggests that both of them go to Everland, a country bordering south west England, where people change into members of the opposite sex.

Once there, Juan transforms into the beauteous Jasmine and Moira into a handsome man, Glenn. Jasmine discovers that the rules of Everland are a bit unconventional: women and castrated men are expected to be registered and to wear a collar bearing details of the registration around their necks. The abovementioned people are also to have a leash attached to the D-rings of their collars and are chained by their masters. Continue reading Everland – A Love Story – Beyond Gender & Species

Ghosts Alive – Time Travel Transgender Romance

Ghosts Alive

  • Title: Ghosts Alive
  • Subtitle: Time Travel Transgender Romance
  • Author: Yu Sakurazawa
  • Category: SF, Time Travel, MTF & FTM Transgender


We are in 2030. Time travel has been made possible and become a luxurious way of tourism. The tickets cost a fortune, but temptation is so strong, that some people are willing to sacrifice all their money and belongings to buy a ticket, even if it’s one way. For those who make the jump anyway, there’s no return to their time.
The trick of future travel: it’s not your body that travels to the future, but only your psyche and you wake up in a “clean body”, in a host on the other side. Time travel industry made the experience even more exotic: the host is always a body of the opposite gender.

Lindsay and Rob have been married for seven years now, they are both in their early thirties. Their willpower and values have been in jeopardy since their son, Hadrian went missing a year ago. They have done everything in their power to find him, but no results. The couple struggles to stay sane, both of them are afraid to accept the fact: their son is most probably dead. Rob is constantly suffering from the endless doubts and guilt. Eventually he cannot cope with guilt and grief, and decides to “jump”. Lindsay is left behind, and she has to make a choice, how far she would go to keep her darling in her life. Continue reading Ghosts Alive – Time Travel Transgender Romance

The Birth of Delilah – Gender Swap Fantasy

The Birth of Delilah

  • Title: The Birth of Delilah
  • Series: Gender Swap Fantasy
  • Author: Yu Sakurazawa
  • Gender Swap Type: MTF



An alpha-male who has very low opinion of woman is trapped in woman’s body. After his transformation, he finds himself injured, homeless, gets kidnapped and enslaved. How is he (she) going to live the rest of his/her life? Continue reading The Birth of Delilah – Gender Swap Fantasy

The Animal in Me – Resurgence of Transhumans – SF Cyberpunk

  • The Animal in Me_newTitle: The Animal in Me
  • Subtitle: Resurgence of Transhumans
  • Author: Yu Sakurazawa
  • Category: Cyberpunk

In a future society technology and biological engineering reshaped human life. The earth is not divided anymore to nations or races but to subcultural groups. Many people are trans-humans, and are treated as second-class citizens, since they are technologically or genetically modified. The Purity Party has a majority in the current government, led by President Yceberg, who believes in the sacredness of the body. The question is: how far he’d go to prove his point?

Theo Ruby is 32 years old, single man, a loyal soldier. He worked as the Head of Security at the Purity Party. Right after elections, he’d got infected with a mysterious virus which was deteriorating his body fast: within days he became paralyzed, unable to speak and on the very edge of death. It was an experience what would change anyone. After he was captured by the trans-humans and copied into Babel, he lives on in her body as a clear consciousness. After some time to adjust, his personality becomes more unpredictable and revengeful.

The Animal in Me

Resurgence of Transhumans

Chapter One – The Ball

Outside the fences, eager paparazzis fought the security, the cameras aggressive flashes flickered in the darkness. Only a few long-distance shots captured blurry images, and even those were about to be taken away by the sec eventually. The media hyenas struggle didn’t reach the upper-crust’s ears, who were celebrating the Purity Party’s recent win at President Yceberg’s luxurious resort.

Powerful politicians and prominent celebrities cruised in the illuminated tropical garden with fancy cocktails in their hands.

Yceberg casually chatted in the circle of men wearing shiny uniforms, his well-tailored, silver suit and bald head was easy to spot, which made Theo Ruby’s job easier. As the Head of Security he had to pay maximum attention to the president’s safety. He had clear orders to keep this party free of trans-humans. There was only one name on the list who was approved to attend the exclusive celebration, although she was genetically modified or maybe this was the exact reason, to have one to show off with. Lady Indigo was the wife of the United Africa’s ambassador and also the ultimate representative of trans-humans, but only a dull, snobby puppet figure in reality. Her distinctive purple skin was slightly fluorescent by the fairy-lamp’s dim lights.

She threw piled lobster cubes on her plate and slurped out the last sips of her Virgin Mojito. Theo Ruby escorted her while the ambassador left to a private room to discuss some sensitive topics, like how to treat the rebelling trans-human minority in United Africa. Lady Indigo knew nothing about politics but she had the looks to be among politicians: her chubby, mutant Eve-look with weird portions was evidently alien. Her color palette ranged from from avocado green to radiant indigo, she was sometimes gorgeously different, from other angles interestingly ugly. Since she was not considered bright enough or didn’t qualify for long conversations, she was engaged in stuffing her face with the lobster which constantly fell out of her swollen mouth even after numerous attempts.

Theo barely could stand the strong, sweet scent she emitted. Her puffy hands left brown fingerprints on the expensive porcelain plate.

“Are you in a reproduction phase?” Theo asked politely, trying to disguise his disgust by browsing among the replicated chilly tofu.

“Yes, unfortunately.” Her face blinked out of a fleshy, spore-bearing body of a fungus. “It takes forever to keep my clothes clean of spore marks.” She quivered her long eyelashes at Theo fighting for his attention. He took one step back, and checked again what President Yceberg’s position was. He was still talking to the ambassador behind closed doors, so he was stuck with this woman for a while. “It’ll pass in a month. Just avoid chemicals. Contaminated cells mutate easily,” he said and gave her a fake smile.

“I hope so.” Lady Indigo sighed. “Would you escort me to the Ladies Room, please?”

I’m so sick of this baby-sitting, Theo thought but it was part of his job. He raised the radio to his mouth and said, “10-100,” which was the code word for a bathroom break. “Copy that,” a distorted male voice answered and a heavily armed guard nodded at him from the opposite side of the garden.

Lady Indigo left a brown vapor trail of spores in the air as she entered the Ladies Room. Theo shifted from one leg to another and his thoughts revolved around the mysterious Project Revelation, a file which landed on his table this morning. His orders were to study the super-confidential document but all he wanted was to forget all that he had learned. If Yceberg goes through with this, it will just enrage the trans-humans. It can easily lead to a war just like it is about to happen in United Africa.

His thoughts were interrupted by an unpleasant, squeaking voice: “Mr. Ruby, I have some trouble in here, could you help me?”

“It’s inappropriate for me to go in there, Lady Indigo,” he said. “What’s the problem?”

“My zipper got stuck on my dress . . . I cannot go out like this. Be so kind and save me from my uncomfortable situation, please!” Her voice seemed desperate. Theo sighed and went in.

Lady Indigo stood almost naked in the middle of the room, her dress hanging on her pimpled, purple skin. Theo walked to her and tried to think of strawberry milkshakes and playful clouds to distract himself. He tried to fix the broken zipper on the sweaty velvet dress. The woman stood in front of him, looking at him through the mirror.

“Are you married, Mr. Ruby?” she asked.

“No, madam, my job doesn’t allow me too much free time.”

“It’s a shame, because you are a very handsome man,” Lady Indigo said with a wide smile. They looked very odd next to each other: a purplish post-op fungus hybrid and a creole man with Mayan face tattoos, wearing a braided beard and a military uniform. Lady Indigo’s hand reached for his trousers and grabbed his penis with a sex-starved move. Theo tried to step away but her grip was strong and she painfully squeezed his balls with her puffy fingers.

“What are you doing?” he asked, and peeled her fingers off himself. Her body fat rippled like the surface of the ocean when she was pushed to the sink.

“I want to give you a nice time. Five minutes of pleasure cannot cause any problems . . .” She pulled up her skirt, and spread her chubby tights. Slimy juice was dripping out of her pink pussy.

He grimaced and said with stifled voice: “I’m not into monsters.”

Her small eyes widened: “Is that so?” Her dull expression quickly transformed into something she hadn’t showed before: she seemed intelligent. “Don’t think that you are so special, Mr. Ruby. Your days are numbered and your services won’t be needed anymore soon.”

“Is that a threat?”

“It’s a fact . . . I follow orders just as you do,” she said and jumped on Theo like a panther, forcing her giant lips in his mouth. He felt a fleshy tongue penetrating him, a sensation he never felt before. Theo took out his handgun and pointed it to Lady Indigo’s temple. She let go immediately but her smile just became more vicious. “Enjoy the rest of the night, Mr. Ruby.”

The Ladies Room door slammed behind him, he felt rage that he was fooled so easily. Was he supposed to report this to President Yceberg?

This bitch wanted to put me in an awkward position, be caught or whatever, but I won’t let anyone to know about this shameful story, he thought and a sudden wave of dizziness raced through him. Red spots bounced in front of his eyes as he rushed back to the garden to check on the president.

Underwater Escape – An Escape to the Other Gender


  • Title: Underwater Escape
  • Subtitle: An Escape to the Other Gender
  • Series: The Fatal Gender Swap
  • Author: Yu Sakurazawa
  • Gender Swap Type: A woman swaps with a man in the history.

Gemma was caught in the act by Josh, while she was having sex with Max. The next day, before the show, they were still on bad terms with her husband. This is the reason why Gemma became distracted and couldn’t focus on the trick. She started to suffocate under water.
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The Kantuta Bond – A Bond that Swapped the Lovers

  • The Kantuta BondTitle: The Kantuta Bond
  • Subtitle: A Bond that Swapped the Lovers
  • Series: The Fatal Gender Swap
  • Author: Yu Sakurazawa
  • Gender Swap Type: Body swap

[Background]  About 150 years ago a virus called PSY-12 destroyed the majority of Earth’s populations. The virus drove people mad and suicidal. The rest had constant nightmares what they’ve called “the nightmares of the Earth”. The people who were immune recolonized the Earth. Some tried to rebuild a technologic lifestyle, others decided to start new, more nature-friendly communities.

This is what happened on Amantani Island (Peru, next to the Lake Titicaca). They call themselves the Kantuta Tribe after the flower which grows there. Outsiders call them “Hippies with guns”. They prefer to live in isolation. During 150 years the local Quechua survivors and the new pioneers (mostly Americans and multiethnic Peruvians) formed a spiritual local community. Their lifestyle includes the usage of ayahuasca.
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