I didn't write this and I am not responsible for it. This is an adult
story, so so not read it if you are under 18.
Stephanie
A BIZARRE TURN OF EVENTS
By Karen Albright
PROLOGUE
I awoke strapped to a narrow bed, with my wrists and ankles tied at my
sides. The room was well lit, and absolutely empty except for me. An
everpresent humming sound filled the air. I had been here once before. I
could remember it well! I had been in this room just after they had captured
me. This was the room that had started my various transformations from a man
to a woman.!
Why was I here now? Hadn't I already been transformed (slowly, and to my
complete horror) into a woman? What could they be doing this time? Weren't
they happy that they had changed a 6'5" stud into a 5'2" woman? Hadn't they
been satisfied as they watched as I slowly realized what was happening to
me, and then as I waited as the change inexorably happened before my eyes?
What could they have decided to do to me now? Why me!!!
Then Mistress Kathy walked in, gave me a shot without saying a word, and
left as the whole world turned dark.
PROTEINS ARE GOOD FOR YOU !!!!
I awoke with a tremendous headache. Nothing felt right. As I rolled to
the side, I felt different sensations throughout my body. "What had
happened", I wondered? As I looked around, I realized that I was in my own
bed at home. How had they gotten me here I wondered, even though it had
happened before.
I moved sideways to get out of the bed, and my body seemed to get in the
way. I sat up slowly, and the changes began to be more definite. I felt a
huge weight on my chest as I sat up. In the dark, I could see nothing, so I
reached up to touch my chest.
Suddenly, my hands hit something, where nothing should be, and I could
feel them touching himself. I felt around, and was shocked to feel immense
breasts instead of the pretty ones I had before. What had we done this time
I wondered?
I reached beside my bed and turned on the bedside light. Looking down, I
saw the biggest set of boobs that I had ever seen. I could not imagine any
their size. I stood up, and almost lost my balance as I moved to a mirror.
I could not believe my eyes. My face was different, but that was
completely overshadowed by the huge breasts. From the front, I could only
see that they seemed to hang down way below the normal position of about
halfway down the upper arm. I almost could not see my navel.
Turning sideways quickly, I was even more astonished. they stuck way out
from my body. What was I going to do?
As I turned back to face the mirror, I looked again at my new face. My
features were similar, and I had long brown hair, reaching to my shoulders.
I looked further down, and was surprised again. my hips seemed bigger
also.
I looked on the dresser, and saw a pile of clothing, so I picked it up,
and carried it to the bed where I sat down. Now I knew what had felt so
strange as I moved in the bed, the immense hips and tits.
The clothing included panties, panty hose, a bra, a slip, a skirt, a
sweater, and high heeled shoes.
Reaching for the bra, I was taken aback by its size (38 DD), then I
remembered the size of my chest.
I slipped it around my waist, to get it below my boobs, and clipped it.
Then I pulled it around my body so that it was on straight. I tried to pull
up the straps, but I could not get them over my tremendous tits. I thought
for a minute, and then lifted one of them up, and put it into the bra. That
let me get one shoulder strap on, and I did the same thing with the other
one. The bra was a very tight, longline bra, and it barely contained the
huge mammaries. The weight on my shoulders seemed tremendous. Turning
sideways, the sight was even more bizarre. Now my tits stuck out like two
huge nosecones on a missile. They had to be bigger than anything I had ever
seen.
The panties and hose were next. They felt smooth on my legs, and tight
around my hips. I guessed that my hips measured at least 36".
What a strange sight.
The sweater barely fitted over my tits, and the skirt was very tight on my
hips.
The figure in the mirror was something else. It was a small boned woman,
with a very pretty face and hair, but with breasts and hips totally out of
proportion with the rest of the body. My measurements must have been 38-19-
36, on a 5'2" body.
I was having enough trouble balancing the new body, and the high heeled
shoes made the problem worse. I could barely stand up in them.
What was I going to do? How could I go out in public looking like I did?
I was a walking advertisement for sex.
I slowly walked out of the room, still trying to get used to my new center
of gravity. The bra straps pulled on my shoulders, and the hips swayed in
the very tight skirt. The sight would have men chasing me from miles around.
When was this nightmare ever going to end?
I knew that I had to get to the clinic by noon for my daily shot, or the
changes would become permanent, so I walked as quickly as I could toward the
bus stop. The clock across the street read 9:00 AM.
I could feel every eye follow me, and why not. I was a truly incredible
sight in tight sweater and skirt with my measurements.
As I walked, I could feel a tingle growing in my crotch. Now I was in
trouble, because that tingle would quickly grow into an unstoppable desire
for sex. I just hoped that I could get to the clinic before I lost control.
As the bus passed a stretch of hotels, my time ran out, I could not wait
for sex any more, so I got off the bus before I attacked a man on the bus,
and walked into the nearest hotel lobby. My body, and my clothing, screamed
"SEX".
I had barely walked in before I was propositioned by a man, and I gladly
agreed. We walked into an empty elevator and waited for the doors to close.
In a minute, the doors closed, and the elevator began to move. Wasting no
time, I turned to the man and kissed him. The man reached up and grabbed one
of my huge tits and squeezed it quickly. The man was having trouble getting
past them to even kiss me.
Inside the man's room, we wasted no time undressing, and the man
immediately began to fondle my tits. The man's whole head could practically
fit between them.
In a moment, the man was down at my cunt, licking it.
I moaned immediately in ecstasy.
Suddenly, I felt something pressing at my vagina, but the man's face was
down there. I quickly realized that the man had his hand on my cunt, and the
whole hand fit inside. What a wonderfully strange feeling. The wiggling
fingers drove me to incredible heights, and I screamed as orgasm after orgasm
passed over me. In addition, I could feel the whole arm moving inside me.
The sensation was incredible.
The man pulled his hand out and began to mount me. Now I was in greater
trouble, but I could not stop it. I knew from my first transformation that
getting sperm protein in either my cunt or my mouth would make me even
hornier, which would lead to more fucking, and more sperm. The first time I
was changed, the sperm protein had slowly made me change into a woman, what
would it do now? How was I to stop all of this?
Now, I could not. The man was thrusting into me vigorously, and we both
collapsed in simultaneous orgasms. What a sensation. I had to do it again,
and I did after sucking the man to another erection. This was only making
things worse, but I could not help it, I had to have more sex, and more cum.
It was like an addiction.
The man again buried his face in the immense boobs just as I felt them
begin to tingle, and the cycle started for a third time. I had to stop it,
but something drove me on furiously.
The man collapsed after the third orgasm, and fell asleep.
Satiated, I got dressed. My bra and panties seemed even tighter as I
dressed, but I was in a hurry to get to the clinic, so I just left the room.
The clock said 11:30 AM. Just enough time to get to the clinic if I did
not have another craving.
At 11:55 AM, I walked through the doors of the clinic, and gave himself
one of the offsetting shots. They prevented a permanent change, but I also
knew that they accelerated the effect of sperm protein in my body. I was
caught in an endless cycle of taking offsetting shots that accelerated the
effects I had to offset.
Mistress Kathy was not at the clinic, so I had no choice but to return
home.
Back home, I noticed that someone had changed the clothes in my closet.
It was filed with new skirts and blouses that barely covered my exaggerated
shape. The dresser contained a few of the large bras and panties, and panty
hose.
I could feel the tingling that I had felt before. The sperm protein was
taking its effect. I became horny, and quickly found my huge dildo. I lay
on the bed, and brought myself to five quick orgasms. The whole device fit
up my cunt.
I fell asleep, and awoke about two hours later. It was dinner time. My
tight skirt and sweater were as subtle as a bomb. My huge boobs stuck out of
the front like the bumpers on an old Cadillac. People seemed to bump into me
accidentally, and I loved it.
As I left the deli, a man passed me on the street. "A lot of sail for such
a small ship". he commented.
"More than you can handle I bet", I responded without thinking. I
needed more cum. I could not stop myself.
"Lets find out", he replied. "How about my place?"
We walked there quickly, my breasts bouncing wildly as we climbed the
front steps. Inside he did not even say a word. He closed the front door,
immediately turned around and pulled my sweater off. He grabbed one of my
boobs, and squeezed it sharply.
The craving was getting worse, and I stopped being subtle either. I
pulled off my bra and panties, and unzipped his pants. He could not believe
that I was that aggressive.
I was down on him right on the living room rug. I could not stop myself.
I knew the effect of the sperm in heightening my need for cum, and I
suspected that it continued to make me become more feminine, but I also knew
how much I craved sex.
I had a stomach full of cum in less than 5 minutes, and then I aroused him
again. This time I pulled him onto me, and put his cock into my cunt.
He was moving as fast as he could, but I was moving faster.
We both came quickly, and he rolled off, but I did not stop. I was over
him quickly, with my boobs touching the floor as I was on my hands and knees.
They were tingling again.
I brushed them against him, and he rubbed his face between them. I turned
around and went down on him again. He began to lick my cunt.
Within 10 minutes, I had him aroused again, and had a second load of cum
in my stomach, as the tingling continued.
He collapsed on the floor, but I would not let up. I sucked him for 20
minutes until he awoke, and then I had my fourth load of cum. Finally the
urge stopped.
He collapsed again, so I got up and left. Back home again, I got
undressed, but I was so tired that I fell asleep in the middle of
masturbating with the dildo. I knew that I had to get a bigger one!
I awoke the next morning, still on the floor. My back hurt from carrying
all of the weight of my boobs, so I took a long, hot shower. It felt great
to let the water hit those large mammaries.
I dried myself, and lounged around the house nude for a few minutes. It
almost hurt to move without support for my tits, and they swayed against my
torso as I walked around.
Finally, I decided to get dressed to go to the clinic. I went to the
dresser, and took out one of my bras. I hooked it, and pulled it up. It
seemed very tight, so I let it down and loosened the shoulder straps. That
did not help. It was still too tight. My tits barely stayed in it. I knew
what was happening. The sperm protein was making them bigger.
My hips were the same. The panties and hose were very tight. What could I
do, I had to get bigger ones.
Then the craving started. That meant trouble! I had to get to the clinic
for my shot, but I was afraid that I would not make it there without some
sex. I pulled the sweater and skirt on, with trouble, and left for the bus.
Almost immediately, I did not care if someone was watching, I just needed
sex.
Again, I got off at the hotel, and went into the lobby.
Quickly, I was picked up, and was in a man's room. Equally quickly, we
had our clothes off, and we were well on our way to a climax.
This guy seemed strange from the start, but he turned out to be really
strange.
Just before his first climax, he rolled off of me.
"What is the matter?" I asked. I craved his cum.
He said nothing. He just walked to the other side of the room, and opened
his suitcase.
Now I knew I was in trouble. It was full of leather straps and devices.
In 2 minutes, he had me spread-eagled on the bed, strapped to the four
corners. This was not good. I had to get to the clinic by noon.
He took out a roll or rope, and proceeded to bind my huge boobs. He
wrapped rope around them tightly. That caused them to stand up straight as
he tightened the loops around them.
Then he disappeared, and returned with the biggest vibrator I had ever
seen. It was almost 4 inches in diameter, and a foot long.
He stuck it up my cunt, and turned it on. It really shook!
I quickly came to a series of orgasms. I moaned and screamed during each,
but that did not reduce my urge for cum.
"Fuck me!" I screamed. "Fuck me NOW!!!"
He smiled, and removed the vibrator.
Then he climbed onto my chest, and rubbed his cock between my huge, bound
boobs. He came, and I contorted to catch every drop of sperm. I had to have
it inside me.
He laughed at my efforts, and then released me.
I quickly went down on him again, and again, and again.
Each shot of cum made me feel better, and made my tits tingle more, but I
needed more.
He finally mounted me, and shot a load into mu cunt, then he collapsed.
Hurriedly, I got up, dressed, and took the bus to the clinic. I had to get
a shot, even if it made things worse. I did not want the changes to become
permanent.
Mistress Kathy was there, and she laughed at me as I gave myself the
shot.
"What a set", she said. Then she measured my hips, and they were 39
inches around. She got me a bigger bra, and it actually was marked 40 DD.
How much longer could this go on. How much bigger could they get, and let me
live any sort of life?
Mistress Kathy did not care. "Let this be a lesson to you" she said.
"Breast worship can be dangerous."
I could only smile.
"Don't you wish that you were just the normal man that you were when this
started?" she said. "Your circumstances will teach all who would cross me!"
"Please change me back!" I pleaded, but she just turned and left. What
could I do?. I quietly turned and went home.
The tingling started again after dinner, but without the craving. I could
actually feel my bra fitting tighter and tighter as I sat and watched the TV
that night.
The next morning, I awoke and dressed slowly. I stood in the shower and
fondled my ever increasing tits. I lifted them carefully, and felt their
substantial weight. As I walked about, I had to keep my arms further from my
body to avoid hitting my hips. This could not go on I thought (How wrong I
would be!).
FOR ALL TO SEE
I got up, and showered, My bra was too tight, and I could barely get each
boob into it. The panties were tight, as well as the panty hose. I looked
in the mirror, and was again struck by my bizarre shape. My 40-20-36 on a
5'2" frame would stop traffic.
Then the tingling started, and I knew that the cycle was starting again as
I rushed to the bus.
I was able to get to the clinic before I was overcome with lust, and I gave
myself a shot at 11:00 AM. Mistress Kathy saw me, and motioned for me to
enter her office.
"How are we coming", she said with a smile. "Often enough?" she laughed.
I could say nothing.
"I need you for all to see" she continued, and she motioned for me to come
with her to the back of the clinic.
I had been here before during the transformation. They had kept me here
and photographed me during the torture of my first transformation. I had
been kept in the room nude, surrounded by mirrors so that I was constantly
aware of my changing body. And photographed regularly as a record on my
changes.
"We are making some movies today, and you are one of the stars", she
commented.
It turned out that they were making pornographic films of big breasted
women, and I was to be one of them.
I was undressed, and made to move before the cameras and continually
fondle my tits. Then they had someone help me put on a skimpy, push-up bra
that could barely hold me. It barely covered my nipples. I could feel the
craving start. I had to control myself.
Another woman fondled my tits, and then they removed the first bra, and put
on another one that just provided support to my exposed boobs. They stuck
out more than I had imagined.
All the while, I was to keep moving to quiet, seductive music in the
background.
The movement, coupled with the second bra, caused my tits to sway from side
to side dramatically. I was becoming more aroused! They told me to bend
over as the camera ran, and both tits fell out of the bra. What a sight.
They hung straight down, like mellons on a thick stalk, from my chest.
Then the craving got worse. What could I do?
They gave me a tight bathing suit, which I pulled on. I took each boob,
and lifted it into the suit cups, but they could not hold them. My tits
bulged out the side of the suit, and hung down toward my belly. The
cameraman just kept motioning for me to move so that they would giggle and
sway inside the suit.
I held on as long as I could, and then I attacked the cameraman.
"Fuck me, PLEASE" I screamed.
Mistress Kathy just smiled.
"Fuck me!" I yelled as I tried to rip off his clothes.
Another cameraman took over as I began to pull his clothes off. He made
no attempt to stop me.
I quickly had his cock in my mouth, and I uncontrollably sucked him off.
I was starting the cycle again, but I could not control myself.
He came, and I rolled off of him and went after the second cameraman.
As I bent down to suck his cock, I felt a needle in my ass, and everything
went dark.
I awoke in the empty room, secured to the table again.
Mistress Kathy came in, with two other large women.
They turned me over, even as I struggled, and tied me face down to the
table. Then they slid something under the table, and my tits fell through an
opening, and hung straight down.
"You are now a 40FF" Mistress Kathy said. "Aren't you proud of your
accomplishments?"
"I just want to be changed back to a man!" I replied.
"And have us miss all of the fun?" she responded. "Not yet."
She gave me an offsetting shot, and then left the room.
I was becoming uncontrollable with desire. A TV in the room played
continual pictures of undressed men that kept my cunt dripping, and my
nipples erect. I was crazy for relief in the way of sperm. I had to have
some.
Mistress Kathy returned. "Sperm protein grows on you, doesn't it" she
said with a smile, "And you grow from it!". She walked to the door, and
wheeled in a small table. From the table, she took a large object that
looked like a kitchen baster. It was filled with a white fluid.
"How about this?" she commented.
"I need a fuck". I screamed. "I need cum!!"
She walked in front of me, squeezed a drop on her finger, and put it on my
tongue. It was sperm! I became frenzied.
I reached out with my tongue to get more, but she held it just out of
reach.
"There is a lot here", she commented. "About 10 loads of cum. What do
you think that will do to you?"
"I need it!" I screamed. Ignoring the obvious implications for my body
from such a huge amount.
She teased me some more, enticing me with drops of it on her finger, as I
thrashed around on the table, my huge tits waving wildly hanging under the
table.
"Mucous membrane absorption is fastest" she commented as she went around
to my ass, and stuck the device in my cunt.
"I need it" I screamed again.
I could feel the rush of fluid into my cunt. How could it hold it all I
wondered, but it did. Then, she put a vibrator plug into my cunt, and turned
it on.
"The orgasms will accelerate the absorption" she warned, and the tingling
started almost immediately.
I did not care, I needed sperm protein. I was addicted to it. I had to
have it, regardless of the effect.
The tingle in my boobs became intense. I looked around, and quickly saw a
mirror that let me see myself, including my extended boobs. I knew
immediately that I was in trouble, because there was a sort of scale on the
wall behind me, and my nipples were reaching down to one of the lines marked
'41'.
Hanging down, they looked kind of skinny, but the tits seemed to begin to
swell. The tingling got worse, and I began to orgasm again from the
vibrator.
Mistress Kathy just smiled as she watched me thrash on the table.
Soon, my tits looked like mellons hanging from my chest. Then I noticed
that they extended down to the line marked '42'. I was in real trouble now.
The vibrator speeded up, and I orgasmed again, and again, and again.
I was continually moaning and screaming "fuck me!"
Mistress Kathy turned to the table, and returned with a device like a
large glass funnel filled with white fluid.
She came to the head of the table, and gave me another taste. It was cum.
I went wild.
She smiled, and put the device into my mouth.
I immediately began sucking it. I had to have more.
"This is another 10 loads" she said.
I did not care, I sucked the device until no more came out.
Now the tingling was more intense, and the vibrator was going faster. I
had not eaten since last night, so my stomach would absorb the cum quickly.
The tingling got worse and worse, and I finally passed out from the
continual orgasms.
I awoke in my own bed. The tingling was gone. What had happened I
thought.
I rolled over, and felt motion on my chest. Even on my back, my tits
stuck up tremendously.
I felt between my legs, and my whole hand could slip into my cunt easily.
I was afraid to get up.
Finally, I had no choice. I had to get to the clinic for my daily shot.
What was going to happen?
As I sat up, a tremendous weight pulled down on my chest. In a moment, as
I sat up fully, I could feel them brush my lap. They were hanging down to my
lap!
I stood up slowly, and had to offset the weight in front. I walked to the
mirror, scared of what I would see.
There I was, 5'2" tall, with huge breasts.
In the dresser, I found bras marked 44FF. I did not know that they made
anything like that.
I took one out, fastened it on, and carefully lifted one immense boob into
it at a time. The weight on the shoulder straps hurt!.
The sight in the mirror was frightening. The 44FF bra barely held my
immense mammaries. They seemed to stick almost a foot out in front of my
stomach.
I found few clothes in the closet. There was a spandex leotard, and a knit
skirt. I put on the panty hose (marked Q), but could barely get the leotard
on. The sight of it clinging tightly to my small waist, and the immense
boobs, was frightening. The stretch skirt made it look worse. The 5" heels
finished an unbelievable picture. I was raw sex on the hoof. I was a
walking advertisement for sex, If I could keep my balance on the high heels.
I was surprised though. I did not feel the craving. I might be able to
get to the clinic without another sex craving if I could get started.
On the street cars even stopped, and people were not even subtle as they
stopped doing whatever they were doing and looked at me as I passed.
In the bus, my tits brushed against people uncontrollably as they bobbed
and shook.
At the clinic, Mistress Kathy laughed as I gave myself the offsetting
shot. "Are you keeping abreast of events?" she said snidely.
What could I say?
"We want some more pictures today" she said.
I had no choice.
We walked slowly to the back, because I could not walk quickly.
The photographers were there again, and we filmed essentially the same
action as the day before. They had me putting on various different bras,
but this time, the bras were much bigger.
Then, they had me take them out off, and move around wearing nothing but
panties. My boobs hung down, and swayed as I moved. They told me to lift
them, and push them together as the cameras continued to roll. Then I was
told to bend over so that they hung straight down. That almost hurt from the
strain, and a sideward look into a mirror confirmed just how huge and round
they really were.
Then they started some other shots. They had me sit on the table, with my
legs out in front in stirrups, as they put various items into my huge cunt.
At one point, they had the end of a baseball bat shoved 15 inches into my
twat. I loved the sensations.
"Well, that is it." Mistress Kathy said. "We will see you all tomorrow."
"I can't live like this." I complained.
"Too bad!" was her only comment. "Get out of here. Oh, and don't forget
your bras, you would not want those udders to stretch out any more" she
reminded me.
I left and took the bus back home. This was the first day I could remember
that I had not been driven to bizarre sex acts to satisfy my craving for cum.
All eyes followed me as I boarded the bus, and as I walked from the bus
stop to my house. I needed food, and had to bare the constant stares as I
walked into the corner grocer and bought a few items. Only the fact that
they had changed my face slightly spared me comments from people who had
known me before.
I also stopped in a department store, and bought the biggest nursing bras
that they had. They said 44GG. I hoped that they would fit without the
constant squeezing I now felt.
Inside the house, I took off the clothes, and took a shower. I could not
move quickly because my huge boobs swung around, and slapped against my
stomach, when I did not have a bra on. My nightgown looked funny when I
pulled it on. My chest stuck out too low. Then, I knew that I would have to
even sleep in a bra.
I got out one of the nursing bras, and pulled it on. It fit well. I was
fascinated by the dropdown front for nursing. It let my boobs hang loose,
and yet provided some support and uplift so that they looked more normally
positioned.
I had to get some clothes that made my "assets" less noticeable. I read
for a while, and then tried to get some sleep.
A "NORMAL" LIFE
I awoke the next morning, and planned to do some shopping before going to
the clinic. I got to the store just as it opened at 10:00, and bought other
nursing bras, and some loose fitting dresses. I looked like a tent in them,
but it was better than the tight sweater and skirt I had been wearing. I
also got some low heeled shoes to make balance easier.
I changed in the ladies room, and went quickly to the clinic. Madame
Kathy was not there, so I just got my offsetting shot and left. I had to
continue these shots or I could never be returned to my male self.
I left and went to a beauty parlor. My hair was a mess. They cut it some,
styled it, and then died it dark brown, so that I looked less like a whore.
At home, I looked in the classified adds, and found some jobs available
near the clinic. I had to be somewhere that I could get the offsetting shots
easily. One of the jobs, as an librarian's assistant, I finally got, and
soon settled into as normal a life as a 44-20-36 woman who was only 5'2" tall
could lead.
A number of men made passes at me in the library. They were in awe of my
tits and ass, and wanted a "piece of them" as one of them put it. I was
afraid that I would start the craving again if I was not careful, so I always
said no.
My life settled into a routine of lounging around my house at night,
maneuvering my arms around my boobs during the day, and offsetting shots at
lunch. It was not a peasant long term outlook, but I had no choice.
AT THE START
I now had a chance to look back over the events that occurred since meeting
Mistress Kathy. Needless to say, they were not pleasant memories. It had
all started when I had written a short letter to the editor about women's'
rights in a local newspaper. I had thought nothing about it, until I was
parking my car in an outdoor parking lot next to my office. As I got out of
the car, a very striking woman came up to me, and blocked my way. As I began
to talk, I felt a slight sting in the back of my neck, and I blacked out.
I awoke in the empty room, on the small table, restrained. I had no idea
what had happened. The movement of air over me indicated that I had no
clothes on. I lay for a while, and then the door opened slowly. Through the
open door, an absolutely stunning woman walked. She was well dressed, with
golden blond hair, and an incredible figure.
"I an Mistress Kathy". she announced, "And you are mine now. I will teach
you to be so condescending to women." she continued. "I will show you that
you are not the STUD that you think you are."
"What did I do?" I asked.
"I do not like your ideas, or tone." she replied. "You will suffer for
what you said."
"But. I did not..." as she gave me a shot, and I passed out.
I awoke in my own bed. What had happened? I had no clue. I got dressed,
and spent a normal day at work.
That night, I went to my favorite bar, in hope of a quick pick-up. Sure
enough, I saw one of my favorite friends, and she and I were soon back in my
house. We spent a wonderful night together, and I went to work the next day.
My life continued normally for a week. I spent each night with one of my
girl friends, and the day at work. I soon forgot the comment of Mistress
Kathy.
That Sunday, I noticed a strange tingling in my crotch, but I gave it no
further thought.
The tingling continued, and got stronger during the week, but I continued
with my normal life style of spending the night with a girl friend.
By Friday, I noticed a change. I seemed to always have an erection. Even
after an orgasm, it would not subside. I thought that I was simply aroused,
and went about my usual life.
By Monday, I noticed that my pants seemed too small. My constantly
aroused prick seemed to stick out of the top. I stretched my pants over it,
but was occasionally embarrassed as It seemed obviously erect all of the
time.
Saturday night, as I left my car at the bar, I was accosted by the
beautiful woman. Mistress Kathy. Again I felt the sting and awoke on the
table.
"What is going on?" I asked.
"You think that you are such a stud." Mistress Kathy said. "I will teach
you."
She moved to my side, and removed a syringe from her coat. She stuck it
into my arm and left.
I lay there for a while, and then felt the tingling in my balls and prick.
I looked down, and an immense appendage stared back at me. I had no idea my
dick was so big.
"You believe that you are hung like a bull? Well, you have not seen
anything yet." she said.
The tingling increased, and suddenly, I orgasmed, spurting sperm all over
my chest.
I looked sideways, and saw a mirror on the wall. In the mirror, I could
see myself, and I was shocked. My dick looked to be 12 inches ling.
As I lay there, The tingling got worse, and i orgasmed again. This time,
I shot onto my face.
I could not move, so I just lay there. A look into the mirror showed
that my dick seemed bigger. What had she done to me?
The tingling increased, and a third orgasm occurred, and a fourth, and a
fifth.
I passed out.
I thought that I awoke in a fog, and the tingling was still there. As I
opened my eyes, something was on my chest.
It was my dick. It was 4 inches in diameter, and above my nipple level.
Mistress Kathy came in. "Quite a stud. Hung like a bull now!" she said.
"What have you done to me?" I cried.
"You will see" she said, and she gave me another shot.
"I have given you a shot that makes you absorb sperm in a certain way.
The absorption suppresses your male hormone generation, and creates huge
amounts of female hormone from sperm. In addition, it gives you an
uncontrollable craving for more sperm. Once started, only I can stop the
cycle!"
I did not know how I might absorb male sperm though.
"You may wonder how you would absorb sperm", she continued, as though she
had read my mind. "I have fixed that. Your dick is now almost the size of a
bulls. It will shortly reach your mouth. Then you can absorb your own
sperm.
I looked down in fear, and recognized what she was doing. My prick was now
almost at my chin.
As I lay there, I could sense it coming closes and closer, and I could do
nothing to stop it.
Within an hour, she gave me another shot. Then she reached for a small
glass on a nearby table. It was filled with a milky, white substance.
She put her finger in the cup, and brought it to my mouth. She squeezed my
cheeks, and forced my mouth open, and put her finger into my mouth. I was
helpless. I could taste a salty substance as she rubbed her finger on my
tongue.
She laughed, and left. Now I was alone. Then the tingling started again,
and a funny craving for sex. I could not understand what was happening.
She returned with a strange object, that turned out to be a vibrator. She
pressed it into my ass, and up against my prostrate. Now I knew what was
going to happen.
The vibrator quickly aroused me to a climax, and the fluid shot straight
at my mouth. I closed my mouth to avoid tasting it, I did not want to become
a woman! . The vibrator continued, and I climaxed again, and again, and
again. Now my face was covered with my own sperm. Finally, I could not
breath through my nose, , and I opened my mouth for air. That was the end.
I tasted the salty substance, and a large amount fell into my mouth, where I
could not help but swallow it. The vibrator continued, and more and more
fell into my mouth as I gasped and moaned from the climaxes.
Then the craving started. I actually needed it. I licked my face to get
more. I needed more. Suddenly, I realized that I could get it all, I just
had to put my own dick into my mouth. I had to, I needed the sperm. I
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