"Yeah," Jesse said after a bit of thinking, "But let's keep experimenting too. There are some things that I've always been curious about and now I've got a risk free way to try them out."
His statement had clearly caught Nick's interest. A few quick clicks and before Jesse realized that it had even started he was back to normal, his huge melon belly gone and his breasts shrunk back to decently sized pecs. He gave his crotch a quick rub to make sure that his flower had grown back into a cock.
"So, what do you want to try?" Nick asked when Jesse came over to join him at the computer.
"Well," Jesse blushed, "I've always been a bit bi-curious and now I can make it happen. Let's see if we can make up a file for Christine."
"Oh wow!" Nick chuckled, "So you're going to make your girlfriend into your boyfriend? That's so weird."
The weirdness of it all didn't stop him from going along with the plan and in a few minutes they had a file open for Christine and were looking into which settings to change to get the best results for Jesse's plan.
They started by changing her gender to male while being sure that her previous sexual preferences would be retained since the last thing they wanted was to have her end up attracted to girls. From there they messed around with body type, making sure that Christine would have the most attractive body possible when the changes were finished. Her height was increased from an even five feet to six feet four inches, making him a few inches taller than Jesse. Next they made sure that she was appropriately broad, tough and masculine with a nice wide back and firm, round ass. While they were down there they also made sure that her crotch was clean shaven with a massive dick and low-hanging balls. Her hair was made much shorter, becoming a crisp crew cut because Jesse decided that he really liked short hair. They also had a lot of fun with her muscles, giving her large pecs but also with sensitive nipples. For the full experience they also made some mental changes to her, making her a real man’s-man who was dominant, with a jokester personality and a love of sports. For added fun they set it so that the new Christine was incredibly shy about her sexuality, despite having what, even for a guy, was a very high sex drive. The final touch was making Christine become much more meek by nature but would become more dominant the hornier he got, a mental change that Nick had originally suggested as a joke, but the two of them found so silly that they went with it, especially considering the fun that would create when coupled with her high sex drive. Jesse then decided that both him and Christine should be able to handle many orgasms in a short period of time without needing to recover like most guys during sex.
Since Jesse had a date with Christine later than day they set the changes to delay until one, the time that she would be coming to get him and made it so that the changes would take three hours to complete, which would make for a very interesting date. The last thing they did was make sure that they had subject awareness off and that reality was set to adjust. After that the two friends broke into a fit of laughter.
"I can't wait to meet the new Christine when the two of you get back from your date," Nick beamed, “She sounds like she's going to be lots of fun."
"I hope so," Jesse laughed back, "I can't wait to see what those big muscles are going to look like on such a big guy.”
"I bet all the girls are going to stare," Nick continued the thought, "Though really, who wouldn't?"
"I know," Jesse managed to get out between laughs, "I can't wait to grope that cock, just to see Christine’s response."
That prompted another outburst of laughter and it took the two of them quite some time to recover so that Jesse could get ready for his date.
The date itself was no big deal, just the two of them going out for lunch at a local burger joint, but considering what was going to happen during it, Jesse wanted to do everything he could to make the most of it. He picked out a simple enough outfit, a plain yellow t-shirt and a pair of jeans, because he knew that for some reason Christine always told him that he looked hot when he wore it. His shoes were simple open toed sandals and he decided to gel his hair up, because Christine also really liked his hair. After that all that remained was waiting, and what a wait it was.
Anticipation had him pacing the house until Christine arrived, fifteen minutes late, which meant that by the time she knocked on the door her changes had started.
It was hard for Jesse to be sure, but when he greeted her at the door with a big hug and kiss, she already seemed a little taller and his black hair a little shorter.
When they broke the kiss she smiled at him, "Sorry it took me so long. I had a hard time finding what I wanted to wear."
This prompted Jesse to look her up and down, noting that she was wearing a solid red blouse and that her miniskirt looked brand new.
"Yeah," she laughed, "I went shopping the other day. With summer starting I decided that I really needed to get some new stuff to wear.”
“I thought you told me you got some new shoes,” Jesse said.
“No,” Christine said, shaking her head. “I don’t like shopping for shoes. They all look about the same anyway.”
"Tell me about it," Nick called from the other room, "Summer comes and my mom nags on me to consider buying new clothes, especially shoes. Why spend the money when I already have stuff to wear?”
Christine laughed at that, "You boys and your dislike of shopping. I'm sorry I said anything."
"Oh, don't be sorry," Nick joined them at the door, "Anyway, why don't you come in and sit down for a few. I probably won't be around when the two of you get back so this is my chance to say hi and talk a bit."
Jesse realized that Nick wanted to get the chance to see the changes as they happened and decided to play along, "Yeah, that's probably a good idea. I just realized I might have forgotten to shave.”
Christine rolled her eyes, but went inside.
Leaving Christine and Nick in the living room, Jesse went to the bathroom and opened his drawer of toiletries. Not bothering to even look for his razor or shaving cream, he listened to his friend and girlfriend talk, occasionally taking a look at the clock. The two of them were talking about sports and as Nick kept pressing, Christine was starting to sound more enthusiastic. After five minutes had passed, he walked back to the living room.
This time when he saw Christine there was no doubt in his mind that she was taller or that her hair was shorter, it had actually started to shrink up past her shoulders and was starting to take on the faintest suggestion of a masculine style. The other thing that he noticed was, when she moved just right, he could see that her breasts were slightly smaller too, possibly a c-cup size now.
"Alright you two," Jesse interrupted, "You help me decide. Do I really need to shave?”
Nick looked at the pairs of shoes he was holding and shrugged, “I think you look fine to me, man. You don’t look like a scrub at least.“
"Yeah," Christine agreed, “Just put aftershave on it or something and let’s go.“
"Okay," Jesse smiled, “No shaving then.“
"Hmm," Christine pursed her lips and absentmindedly brushed back her hair, presenting an opportunity that Nick was quick to take.
"Not to change the subject or anything, but your hair is a little shorter since I last saw you. You going to do anything with it?" Nick asked, barely able to conceal his excitement.
"What?" Christine ran her fingers through her hair, "Oh, yeah. I've been slowly cutting it more and more over time. I was getting sick of long hair and there's less I have to do with it this way."
"Really?" Nick smiled, "Like what were you thinking of doing? I mean how short are you thinking of cutting it?”
Christine shrugged, "I haven't really given it much thought, but I'm thinking of just seeing how short I can get it and still look good. I mean if I don't like it, hair grows back, and the shorter it is when I decide to start growing it out again, the more time I have to decide what I want to do with it. Either way, it’s a win win.”
Nick decided to keep pressing, "I'm thinking you should cut it up to your ears at least."
This made Christine laugh, "That's a long way off."
"It might be sooner than you think," Jesse interrupted. “How do I look?”
Christine looked him up and down, clearly thinking the matter over before finally shrugging, "Honestly, you look fine. Can we go already? I’m getting really hungry.”
"Okay, thanks hon," Jesse went over and kissed her on the cheek, smiling to himself when he noticed how firm her skin was under his lips. "Alright, let’s get a move on. Like you said, I’m starving!”
"Sounds good to me," Christine got up, noticeably taller now, "Bye Nick!"
Letting out a laugh that got very close to a giggle, Christine waved goodbye and went with Jesse to the door.
"You two certainly had a lot of fun chatting it up," Jesse teased.
"Oh, don't worry," Christine put an arm around his waist and gave him a squeeze, "You're the only one I'm interested in."
At her car he opened the door for her and he once again got a good look at her shrinking breasts through her blouse. He also got a good look at her crotch, and he could start to see a slight bulge pressing against the fabric of her miniskirt. When he went around the other side and got in, he laughed, “Is that a roll of quarters in your pocket or are you happy to see me?”
"What?" he looked at him and then followed his gaze downward to her crotch, "Oh, that's not quarters babe."
She reached down and gave her bulge a squeeze, "It's 'cause you're so hot. One look at you and my dick and tits are at attention."
"Really?" reaching over he slid a hand under her skirt and cupped what had to be nearly a three-inch penis in his hand, "After lunch maybe I should give that some attention."
He then rolled her cock between his fingers and gave it a little tug, knowing how good it felt when she did it to him. In response she closed her eyes and sighed, "Take it easy. You're going to get me so excited that I won't be able to walk right.”
"I wouldn't want that," he laughed wickedly, giving her penis one last squeeze before taking his hand out from under her skirt, "We'll have to save the fun for later."
Done teasing her, he drove to town in peace, though he did keep an eye on her, not wanting to miss any of the progress of her changes. He could actually see her hair getting shorter, her distinct bangs were gone now, and she was at least three inches taller, maybe more. It was hard to tell her height when she was sitting, but what was noticeable was her chest. She had unmistakably wider shoulders and thicker arms, with a slight dusting of hair on the latter. Her blouse had gotten tighter despite the fact that her breasts were now smaller in length, about an a-cup.
When he pulled into a parking spot in town she caught him staring at her.
"What is it?" she brought a hand to her shirt, which was now undeniably one for a man, under which the twin mounds of her small a-cup breasts were just barely visible.
"You might want to consider wearing pants,” he teased, "Unless you want to show off your dick to the whole world."
She looked down and blushed, "I would, if I could find pants that both fit my hips and didn’t crush my dick. It's really embarrassing, especially when I randomly get hard.”
"Sorry," Jesse said quickly, "I didn't mean to embarrass you."
"No," she said just as quickly, "With you it's fine. I know you're not bringing it up to be a jerk."
"Exactly," he smiled and reached over to put a hand on her shoulder, "I think it's part of what makes you so hot."
"Thanks babe," she leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek before unbuckling her seatbelt.
Christine didn't wait for Jesse to open her door for her, instead she got right out. Jesse broke into a huge smile. Standing next to her he was able to see that she was nearly half a foot taller and that her hips were starting to get slimmer. There was actually a bit of a swagger as she walked.
In the restaurant they were quickly seated by a smiling waitress and they began looking over the menu.
Christine smiled as she looked over the menu, drumming her thick fingers against the table as she did so, "I'm pretty sure I already know what I want today."
That right there was a change from normal. Typically she took a long time deciding what she wanted to eat, despite having come here many times. got a large burger topped with mushrooms, onions and blue cheese with a side of waffle fries and a coffee flavored milkshake.
She scratched the back of her head, with her now ear length hair and sighed, “I’m getting a large turkey burger with cheese and a side salad.”
"Well, I'm getting a burger, too,” Jesse offered. “I might get one of their protein smoothies too.”
"That sounds great!" Christine gushed, “I’ll get one, too. That way I can get more protein after my workout earlier today.“
Crisis averted, she put down the menu and adjusted the shoulders of her shirt, her pecs flexing slightly as she did so. It was obvious that she was no longer wearing a bra. When she again caught Jesse staring at her she blushed and looked down at the table.
"What?" Jesse laughed, "I like your new shirt.”
"Really?" Christine looked up, smiling, "This thing? I just got it because it was comfortable. I mean it's not really anything special. My sister helped pick it out anyway.”
"But it really does look good on you," Jesse continued, "The cut, the color, everything about it just works so well for you."
Again Christine blushed, "You know I typically don’t like shopping. It doesn’t come naturally to me. So I’m glad this guess just worked.”
"And how many girls can say that?"
Jesse's comment made her chuckle.
Looking down at herself Christine shrugged, "I really don't consider myself most girls. I like to work out more than shop anyway.”
By the time the waitress took their orders and brought their food to them, Jesse and Christine were deep in a conversation about working out and how most girls had no sense of sports at all.
“In college the girls I knew pretty much just hung around the guys on Saturdays and Sundays, paying more attention to the guys than what was happening in the game on the tv. It was messed up. I sometimes forget that there are other people around me when I’m watching either football or basketball.”
"Tell me about it," Jesse laughed before taking a bite of his burger. The silence as they ate gave him a chance to look at her again. Her blouse was now a man’s plain t-shirt, the neckline going down enough to give him a hint of her pec cleavage, and it was impressive indeed, her pecs nearly a shelf of muscle already, round, thick and straining against his shirt. Her short black hair was kept close to the back of her neck, and the hand holding her fork was large and rough, her nails short but well maintained. So far, Christine was well on her way to becoming a very attractive man.
Christine finished her burger before Jesse finished his and excused herself, saying that she needed to make a quick run to the restroom. It did not surprise him that she bent down to pick up her purse from under her chair. What surprised him the most came when she got up, her black miniskirt had changed to simple blue jeans and her sandals had become sneakers that had seen some wear and tear. Her hips still swayed as she walked away from the table and her hair reached only the top of her back.
Jesse couldn't help but stare, so far her changes were progressing even more perfectly than he had imagined.
Her return brought with it another surprise. She was no longer wearing makeup, and she had a bit of scruff on her cheeks. Her purse was gone, and she pocketed a small black comb into her jeans pocket.
"You know I like to look my best," she smiled. Her voice had been getting harder during the whole meal, and now it was quite manly, "I just had to touch up my hairdo.”
"You always look good," Jesse smiled, licking his lips, "But now I just want to lean over and plant a big kiss on those lips of yours."
"Oh!" Christine raised a sly eyebrow, “Here in public? Sounds fun, but people might stare.”
"Fine," Jesse sighed, "But when we get back to the car..."
Christine nodded, blushing furiously. She winked at Jesse, who eagerly returned it.
And so they paid for their meal and went back to Christine’s car.
Christine got in the driver's side, Jesse got in the passenger side and immediately he pulled her into a deep kiss. She let out a muffled gasp, apparently surprised by how direct he was being, before returning the kiss almost more passionately than he was.
A thrill of pleasure ran through Jesse at the feel of firm lips against his, the way they quickly parted as her tongue pressed against his lips and the almost overeager wrestling of Christine’s tongue against his made for what had to be the most intense kiss he had ever experienced.
When at last the kiss stopped, Christine pulled back, smoothing her t-shirt over her pecs, her small yet perky nipples clearly visible. The bulge in her jeans erect and rock hard, begging to be squeezed, which was exactly what Jesse did. Reaching over, he slid his hand into her pants and took Christine' large, weighty dick in his hand and gave it a good, hard squeeze.
Christine tilted her head back and moaned which encouraged Jesse to continue. The feel of the firmness of her dick in his hand, the rigidness of her skin and the way she shuddered at his touch had him so turned on he couldn't believe it.
"Oh, please!" she panted, trying feebly to push his hand away, "Not here, not now. What if someone looks in and sees us?"
"So what?" Jesse laughed, unzipping the front of her pants and pulling her wide dick out, "What's wrong with what the two of us are doing?"
Christine started to say something, but it was lost in a moan when he pulled at her dick and began to palm the head of it, loving the way the warm flesh throbbed in his hand as Christine shuddered and hissed.
"Please...please...please," she panted, "Oh! Oh! Please, let’s get to your house first!"
Jesse relented, "But it's so cute the way you gasp and shudder when I play with your dick! I want to squeeze it so hard and suck on it until you're begging me to fuck you and let you cum."
"Yeah," Christine panted, "You can do all that when we get back."
She was practically shaking the whole ride back, pressing her legs together as best as she could and squirming in her seat as Jesse drove.
Nick's car wasn't in the driveway when they got there and Christine practically sprinted to the door. Standing next to her at the door Jesse could see that the only reason he was still taller than her was his own tennis shoes made him a couple inches taller, and her hair had almost reached the top of her neck.
As soon as they were in the house she barely had time to kick off her shoes before Jesse grabbed her firm and rough hand and pulled her to the sofa, eager to see her changing body.
"What are you - Oh!" Christine’s question cut off in a grunt as Jesse pulled her shirt over her head and letting her wide, tan, muscular chest be exposed to the cooler air in the apartment, his smaller nipples rock hard with arousal, "Right here in the living room?"
Jesse's answer was to pull down her pants, revealing that she was wearing a tight red speedo, the evident trace of her approaching gender being the large bulge in the front of her spandex, sexy speedo. Barely able to contain his excitement Jesse pulled down Christine’s speedo, revealing what remained of her womanhood and her growing manhood. Her pussy was nothing more than a smooth, hairless expanse of soft skin with a few inches indentation, and above it her dick was at least 9 inches and a half long with a small pair of bulges on the bottom to show where her balls would form. He gently squeezed her dick then slid his fingers lower to fondle at the skin beneath on the underside it. In response Christine clamped her legs tight around his fingers and moaned.
"Hold on," Jesse laughed, 'I've got to get undressed too."
She nodded, pulling off her jeans while he stripped down.
Once naked, he mounted her, pressing his hot, throbbing dick against her small pussy, feeling his hardness pressing against her tight folds and sliding between. A little bit of shifting and he had moved so that her pecs were up against his.
"Oh yeah," he panted, amazed at how good it felt to have his chest pressing down on hers as he used his dick to stimulate her tightening pussy and his hands against her throbbing dick, "You like this, my dick in your tiny little pussy while I rub my hands on your dick?”
She nodded and then moaned when he sat up so he could take both her muscular pecs in his hands. Her hips bucked as she tried to press her cock harder against him. The precum from his dick slowly but steadily ran down his thighs onto hers. He leaned down to take her big, delicious looking, throbbing dick into his mouth, flicking his tongue back and forth over the head, then sucking hard.
"Oh! Oh!" Christine gasped, barely able to breathe, "That's so good!"
She was quivering helplessly when Jesse released her massive cock from his mouth.
Giving her a quick kiss on each pec, he smiled, "If you want me to keep going you've got to tell me what to do. Do you want me to suck your cock or do you want me to finger your ass while I eat your pussy?”
Christine looked at him, bright eyes wide and short hair ruffled up. Her voice was deep when she spoke, strong and masculine without a trace of her former female self, “Eat my pussy. Your mouth feels so damn good in it."
"Sure thing. The only thing is, if you want me to keep going you've got to keep talking, telling me what to do and how good it feels," and without further comment he slid down off of him to eat her out, still moist with his own cum, with his tongue.
"Aahhh! Yes!" she gasped, "Oh! Right there! That's it!"
He brought his hands around to her ass and stuck a finger in, earning the loudest moan he had gotten from her so far.
"Ooooh! Yes! Finger my ass! Finger it hard!" she begged and panted as he stuck his tongue in her pussy, flicking her tongue up and down its length of its small folds, "Oh! Ooooh! Yes! Eat my pussy! Eat my little pussy so hard I come in your mouth! Oh! Oh! Oh!"
She bucked and writhed while he did his best to eat out her pussy, which had become so shallow it was just an indentation below her cock and hard for him to keep his tongue in it with the way she was moving. Instead he stuck his tongue out and ran it along her dick, feeling that it had gotten even larger, thicker, and possibly harder, with the ballsack growing larger underneath. This drove Christine wild.
"Ah! Aaah!" she grunted and clamped her thighs against his head, “More! More! Suck my dick! Don’t stop! Suck that big dick!”
He tried to oblige and a particularly hard thrust of his lips was rewarded by a gush of warm, hot cum racing down his throat.
"That's it! Right there! I love feeling my dick in your hot mouth! Deep as you can! Then eat my ass!” Christine' grabbed his head, fingers tangling in his hair.
Jesse pulled back slightly, squeezing Christine’s dick so hard that she practically screamed in ecstasy. He could see that Christine was a full man now, her pecs firm with muscle, and a very well defined 8-pack abs. He ran his hands up and down the washboard muscles and gripped her wider and firm back.
"If you want more you've got to suck me off now," Jesse licked the cum off his lips, gave Christine a kiss, and then moved so that he was on the couch, leaning back against the couch to present his own hot, throbbing dick to Christine.
Christine nodded eagerly, pecs flexing heavily before ducking down to pleasure his cock.
One thing hadn't changed, Jesse decided, gasping as Christine stuck her, now definitely his, tongue in his hole, Christine was amazing at sucking cock. The things he was doing with his tongue were amazing, how he would suck so hard it was almost painful, then stop to swirl his tongue around the head. Christine kept at it with a restless determination. He reached around and started fingering Jesse’s ass and before Jesse realized it he was in the grips of an excruciatingly powerful orgasm. Arching his back and moaning, he came so hard and felt the cum squirting from his cock without even touching it himself, something that had happened only once before.
"Oh wow," he panted. "That was so good.”
“Now get on the couch again so we can sixty-nine,” Christine said gruffly.
Being the one no longer in control felt amazing and even more amazing was the way Christine hesitated when he got back on the couch, obviously not expecting to be the one on top. The way he reluctantly turned around before lowering his throbbing neither snake down to Jesse's waiting tongue was too hot, and the way he lapped and sucked away at Jesse's cock like there was no tomorrow was incredible.
Jesse grabbed Christine' thighs and began to run his tongue along his cock, loving how thick its rigid, large head was against his tongue, even the taste was amazing. He had already decided one thing about this, that guy cum tasted much better than girls did. Maybe when he had his fun and changed Christine back he would see if he could set the Chronivac so that even as a girl Christine’s cum was delicious, salty guy cum. Or maybe he might not changed Christine back at all.
Precum was flowing like a river from Christine’s cock, into his mouth and down his face and Jesse was loving every minute of it. A particularly hard suck on his dick had Jesse orgasming again, and again he was cumming. Christine was grunting and moaning, the sounds muffled by a mouthful of cock, and Jesse was lost in utter bliss.
Christine then pulled off out of Jesse’s mouth, spun around, and stuck his lips onto Jesse’s, their tongues wrestling in each other’s mouths and trading the tastes of each other’s cum. The feel of Christine’s stubble on his face as it rubbed against Jesse’s drove him even wilder, if it were possible. They broke apart briefly and stared into each other’s piercing eyes, both of their handsome faces flushed with arousal. Without a word and without breaking eye contact, Christine, now that he was larger than Jesse, flipped him over, pushed him against the back of the couch, and slowly stuck his dick inside his ass. The brief memory of Christine’s fingers in his ass were overpowered by the intense, filling feeling, and Jesse began to thrust back onto the large dick, clenching his ass around the impressive member. Christine grunted and moaned before gripping both of Jesse’s shoulders before settling into an even steady rhythm. Jesse propped himself up on his arms just as Christine hit his prostate. Waves of pleasure flowed over him, and he felt his cock explode again. His ass involuntarily clenched and throbbed, causing Christine to start moaning loudly with Jesse as his dick unloaded inside his ass.
After what had to be the longest, most intense sex Jesse had ever had, the two of them were finally too exhausted to keep going.
"That was amazing," Jesse sighed as Christine, now probably better known as Chris, slid out of him.
Chris nodded, his short hair ruffled and his firm, slightly scruffy cheeks glistening with cum. He licked his lips and smiled widely, "I came so hard so many times."
"Tell me about it," Jesse put an arm over his boyfriend’s shoulder and smiled. The way Chris was a few inches taller than he now was so sexy, and the way his enormous 13-inch dick trembled with every breath he took, his tanned nipples erect with arousal, made Jesse want to pull him into a kiss, which he did. Chris’s pecs pressed against his as Chris returned the passionate kiss, much more confidently than he had their earlier kiss.
Giving Chris a gentle pat on the thigh Jesse broke the kiss and held him tight, "I need to shower so bad. You came all over me."
Chris chuckled, blushing slightly, "Same here. You enjoyed it?"
"Isn't it obvious I did?" Jesse gave him a gentle squeeze.
"I guess," Chris looked down at his chest, "It's just that I'm not as confident as you, you know?"
Jesse laughed, "You could have fooled me."
Chris snuggled against him, "Thanks. I guess I just worry too much."
"What do you worry about?" Jesse rested his head against Chris’s chest as Chris ran his fingers through Jesse’s hair.
Chris rested his chin on the top of Jesse’s head, "It's stupid, but I guess I still can't get over how you don't seem to care that we're both guys. You've got no problem kissing me in public, saying I'm your boyfriend and all that, but I worry what people will think. I mean I love how you're not afraid, so I guess I just wish I could be the same way."
"Don't worry," Jesse said softly, "I love you just the way you are. Besides, I think it's cute how shy you are when we’re out and about. Although in here, perfect strangers would never guess that you’re that shy. Now let's get washed up, okay?"
"Sure," Chris kissed his head, and Jesse got off the couch. Chris got up after him. Jesse was again amazed at how the new Chris was taller than him and how sexy the way his hips swaggered when he walked. Chris turned and winked at Jesse.