“First we change back to more comfortable clothes,” Ying said. “I think pajamas for both of us, we not going out again tonight. Nice Chinese silk pajamas and slippers.”
“Ok I guess, but… ,” Richard started to say when suddenly Ying was standing before him in black silk pajamas with red and gold Chinese symbols and trim. It looked really good on her Richard thought still trying to wrap his head around the instantaneous change that took place before his eyes. Only belatedly did he realize that he too was suddenly in pajamas only his pajamas were red with black and silver patterns and decorations in the same scheme as Ying’s.
Ying smiled wondering how long it would take Richard to realize that she was no longer wearing heels, but their relative heights had not changed. When she’d removed her three inch heels she’d also removed a matching three inches of height from Richard.
“Ok, this is more comfortable I guess but I’m still short. You need to fix that.”
“I make you taller, I give you heels.”
“Oh shit!” Richard yelped waving his arms about when he suddenly rose up onto his toes and began teetering on pointy little heels. “Stop playing games! I didn’t want to be tall in heels and you know it.”
“Not tall in heels. I fix.” Ying was having trouble keeping the grin off her face as she gave Richard the natural grace and muscle memory of a woman who wore platform stilettos regularly and often danced in them. Along with the unconscious ability to handle the heels, she also dropped his standing height to his previous slightly shorter than her, but now he was in outrageous heels and she was in slippers.
“You’re clearly going to have your fun with this,” Richard said sighing and walking over to the liquor cabinet.
“Yes, this big opportunity,” Ying said as she watched Richard slowly strut, bringing each foot nearly in line with the previous, accentuating the sway of his round butt with every sexy stride. So far he seemed not to notice he was even shorter and still wearing heels. She wasn’t sure herself exactly but he couldn’t be very far off of five one.
Richard poured himself a scotch from the heavy cut crystal decanter into one of the overly large glasses available. He’d intended nursing the drink as a psychological crutch to help acclimate to the shocking, and to be honest with himself rather kinky, events taking place but found himself gulping it down instead. Turning back to Ying, he was very aware of the raging erection he was sporting as he walked back toward her, fortunately the pajama top hung low enough to obscure the bulge in the pajama bottoms, or at least that’s what he told himself. He’d always liked Ying but was leery of pursuing anything for fear of potential problems if it wasn’t reciprocated. Now with Ying playing kinky games, he felt optimistic he could pursue a more intimate association. Stopping nervously well inside casual personal space, Richard looked up into Ying’s eyes. “You really like being taller than me don’t you?” Instead of the typical snarky answer he expected, Richard reflexively opened his mouth in a small surprised ‘oh’ when he Ying encircled his waist and pulled him in tight as she tilted her head down and kissed him passionately. Richard kissed back for all he was worth, now fully aware of his hot erection pressing and throbbing against Ying’s abdomen.
Ying delighted in Richard’s obvious arousal as she held him tight and kissed him. She found herself becoming more aroused herself as she felt Richard’s throbbing erection through their thin silk pajamas and noticed it was now very much on the small size. She was also enjoying the fact that his crotch was substantially higher than hers despite the fact that he stood shorter. She wondered how long it would take him to twig to the fact that this was because of heels. Breaking the kiss, Ying said, “You can dance now.”
“What – ,” was as far as Richard got before he found himself flung backward with one hand held briefly guiding him into a spin. Instinctively Richard spun and wrapped back into Ying’s arms only to be spun out again. This time his hand was released and he continued spinning several more times before striking a brief pose before letting Ying take hold of him again. Richard smiled with delight as Ying tossed him time after time.
With the first toss; Ying feminized Richard’s legs, shortened his pajama trousers to peddle pusher length so she could see the heels, and pedicured his feet with bright pink nail polish. With the second toss of Richard; Ying shortened his pajama top to a bare midriff with a deep V-cut, and made his pajama bottoms a snug fit in the crotch and waist. She was so busy enjoying the comical view of his bulging erection in tight silk peddle pushers, bare somewhat paunchy stomach, and partially exposed hairy chest that she didn’t do anything for a couple of rounds. Picking up again on the next toss; Ying removed or thinned all of Richard’s now inappropriate hair, tightened up his build while simultaneously thinning his arms, reducing muscle mass, and narrowing and rounding his shoulders to a very feminine structure. In the next toss out; Richard’s peddle pushers became red silk triangular patch string panties with half of his erection poking out of the top and a string running up his ass.
Even in Richard’s dancing euphoric state, this last was too much to ignore. “I look pretty ridiculous in this outfit, don’t you think.”
“Yes you do, “ Ying laughed. “But I think it be fun to dress you up in women’s outfit.” Ying followed this up by spinning Richard out again and letting go for an extended series of spinning pirouettes by Richard. This time she completed Richard’s outfit; sheer black stockings with lace tops midway up his creamy feminine thighs, a series of criscrossed open black garters around his exposed midriff provided garter belt attachments leaving his erection poking up center front with rear garter belts hugging his cute little plump round ass, his V-cut pajama top became a sheer red lace Triple-A demi-bra with nothing to fill it.
“Well this is sort of bizarre and awkward feeling, but it’s also kind of kinky,” Richard said spinning back into Ying’s arms only to gasp when Ying reached down and grabbed the head of his erection sticking out above the panties she’d outfitted him in.
Ying smiled and said, “I think really big dick Dick. You like big dick?”
Before Richard could even respond, his now over stimulated hard-on pulsed powerfully. Looking down, a much larger cock was pointing back up. Ying’s previous engulfing grip was now failing to fully encompass his newly up sized erection that now rose to above his belly button.
“You like big dick? You like I fuck you with big dick,” Ying said, slipping a little deeper into her ethnic phrasing.
“Holy shit yes! But this thing is huge, are you sure you can handle it?”
“I look forward to finding out, I make tight little cunt for you. You will enjoy cunt being stretched and pounded,” Ying declared in her typically odd phrasing with a smirk on her face. But first I want you to fill out your outfit. Once more leading Richard, Ying flung him out in a dancing spin which looked fabulous in the heels and lingerie, only when Richard spun back into Yings arms the demi bra was a fully filled C-cup that bounced and jiggled titillatingly. With only a moments pause, Ying spun Richard out again to have him return with barely contained Double-D’s that jiggled, bobbled, quivered, and bounced with his every movement. It was way too much boobage for Richard’s now petite size. He would find the over sized breasts heavy, inconvenient, and attracting far too much attention, in short they were absolutely perfect and for extra fun they would be extremely erogenous!
“What the hell? You gave me tits?”
“You like big dick, I like big tits, only fair,” Ying insisted with a laugh. “This just for fun. Not only can you ballroom dance, you skilled stripper now too. I want see you strut your stuff, then I fuck you with big dick,” Ying said as her excitement degraded her English even further.
Strangely, Richard knew he could perform and perform well, he even felt a desire to show off. Accepting the game Ying had started, Richard began sensuously slow strutting his way around in front of Ying, his every step making his massive breasts bounce and jiggle. He periodically paused to languidly stroke his hands up his ass and cup his breasts with his now quite small feminine hands.
Ying was thrilled with the show Richard was putting on but also took the opportunity to add changes as he danced. She feminized his face, reducing his square jar while raising his cheek bones and thinning his brows. She gave him extremely full lips and grew his hair out to a cute lightly curled Pixie Cut while altering his face to that of an attractive mixed European/Chinese descent and thinned his neck for a more delicate and elegant look which included eliminating his male Adam’s Apple bulge. Ying smiled and licked her lips encouragingly in response to Richard stroking his hands up his thighs and over his huge cock, which was a two handed undertaking for him now. Feeling wicked as Richard approached his finale, Ying decided that within the constraints of good physical health, she minimized Richard’s arm and hand strength. Not only would he not be able to do a single pull-up, but he probably wouldn’t even be able to hang from the bar, especially with those tits. On a roll, Ying decided his bladder should be on the small side and giggled in anticipation of Richard speaking as she raised his voice to be comically high pitched.
Getting to the end of his striptease, Richard turned his back and plump round ass to Ying and reached behind to deftly slip his bra catch. The weight from the sudden loss of support for his Double-D’s was a surprise that momentarily unbalanced him. Recovering, Richard tossed his bra over his shoulder in his best guess at hitting Ying with it. Turning back toward Ying, Richard slowly strutted one stiletto clad foot in front of the other while adding a little extra wiggle and bounce to set his boobs swaying and jiggling with every sensuous step. Stopping just short of contact, Richard stroked his hands up his belly to his now bare breasts and lifted them enticingly. ‘Damn, these things are heavy but wow they feel nice,’ Richard thought.
Ying reached out and lightly caressed the proffered tits, smiling at the faint high pitched moan elicited from Richard. “Shssh,” Ying said as she gently spun Richard front to back and reached around to grab the top of Richard’s cock poking up out of his little panties. “Wow, this really big cock,” Ying said as she made Richard’s panties disappear and began slowly stroking the entire shaft. With her other hand, Ying began fondling Richard’ breast and erect nipple.
Richard moaned with overwhelming sensations that competed for attention and want. His huge breasts had matching nipples that were now fully erect and aching with desire. It was too much, his legs were wobbling. He reached out for support and felt Ying guide his reach to the arm of a nearby overstuffed chair.
Richard was bent over grasping the armchair and vaguely noticed that someone was squealing in time to Ying’s stroking of his cock and squeezing of his boobs. He knew he was fast approaching orgasm and would explode all over the furniture in mere moments. It would be an embarrassing mess but it was the most important thing in his life at the moment. He felt Ying slide her grip down his about to explode cock, but the heel of her hand was suddenly impossibly pressed flat over the front of his crotch while her fingers kept going down past where his balls should have been to a wet slit. A very large finger entered him, sending a jolt of orgasmic electricity through him that should have had him spewing cum all over the place but instead resulted in him squealing with unsatisfied desperate desire.
A naked Ying, who now looked like an athletic Richard with a huge cock, was now fully in control. Her hand still wet from Richard’s pussy, she guided her exciting new erection to the entrance of Richard’s vagina. Richard was already dripping wet but she was huge, so she only lightly penetrated at first and withdrew to Richard’s high pitched squeals as she stretched his tight little cunt with her thick new cock. Her next penetration went about half way, which on someone of Richard’s petite stature would have been quite an experience, especially for someone who was effectively a virgin. Richard’s gasping high squeals were a delightful encouragement to Ying. Withdrawing only partially now, Ying thrust in deeper still. Richard’s squeals were beginning to rise still higher. Another partial withdrawal and Ying plunged fully into Richard. She could feel his cervix pressing against the end of her cock with each thrust now. Her large male hands gripped Richard’s plump little ass and held him locked in place as she pounded into him again and again and again. Richard’s desperate squeals rapidly rose up scale to gasping silence with each of Ying’s thrusts. As much as she wanted to extend Richard’s delightful torture, the demands of her new body had her pounding faster and faster until she exploded deep into Richard. It was the most amazingly wondrous experience, it was relief, it was delight, it was dominance, it was self-indulgent and righteous. She’d expected a new experience but this was beyond intoxicating. She now understood why men were so sex focused. It wasn’t merely pleasurable, it waspower.