I used to be a regular guy named Mike, but one night everything flipped when I downed that glowing vial my buddy swore was just a joke. Heat slammed through me like a freight train, my skin tightening as my chest swelled into heavy, round tits that strained against my shirt until the fabric ripped. My hips cracked wider, ass plumping into a thick, jiggling curve, and my cock—fuck, it shrank fast, pulling inward with wet sucking sounds until it bloomed into a slick, dripping pussy that throbbed and clenched on nothing. I was panting, fingers already shoving down my pants to feel the new folds, slick and hot, clit swelling like a tiny cock under my touch.
The mirror showed a total stranger: long dark hair cascading over my shoulders, full lips parted, eyes wide and hungry. My new body was pure sex—narrow waist, thick thighs, nipples hard and dark on those massive tits. I squeezed one and moaned loud, the sound coming out breathy and female, sending fresh juice leaking down my legs.
I needed cock. Right then. I called my ex, told her in this new husky voice to come over, and when she arrived she didn’t recognize me at first. But the second she saw the wet spot on my shorts and the way my tits bounced with every breath, she shoved me against the wall and kissed me hard. Her hand dove straight into my panties, fingers sliding through my soaked slit and pumping deep. “Fuck, you’re so tight,” she growled, and I came on the spot, pussy pulsing around two fingers while I screamed.
We didn’t make it to the bed. She dropped to her knees, tongue lapping my new cunt like she was starving, sucking my clit until my legs shook. I grabbed her hair and ground down, riding her face, juices coating her chin. When she stood and stripped, I dropped and took her strap-on in my mouth, sucking it sloppy and deep, loving the way it stretched my throat. Then she bent me over the couch and slammed into my pussy from behind. Every thrust slapped my new ass, tits swinging, the wet sounds filthy and loud. I begged for more, harder, told her to wreck my fresh cunt. She did, pounding until I squirted around the toy, whole body shaking.
We switched, me on top, riding her reverse so she could watch my ass bounce. My pussy gripped every inch, clit grinding on her with every drop of my hips. I came again, screaming like a porn star, then flipped and let her fuck me missionary so I could watch those big tits bounce with each thrust. She came too, grinding the base of the strap against her own clit while I milked it with my spasming walls.
Afterward we lay tangled, my fingers still exploring my new body, tracing the puffy lips and sensitive nipples. The change was permanent, she said with a grin, and already I was thinking about the next cock or cunt I’d take. This hot, sexy girl body was made for fucking, and I planned to use every inch of it.
