Tim thought about letting Ben fuck him but he wanted to try another set of underwear that he has stolen. It was a purple jumpsuit that belonged to a woman.
He pulled it on popped a stick of pink bubblegum into his mouth and then blew it up until it popped. The changes were much quicker this time.
Tim watched as his hair grew longer, he could now see it’s growing progress, “What the..” he said as he watched his body in the mirror. He noticed the bones in his body begin to ache, especially in his pelvis, and slowly he noticed he was growing in height, his hands becoming more delicate, and his face changing to become less broad and more feminin. His chest became sore and his nipples ached as he felt them with his hands, they began to grow larger. A feeling of panic shot through him and he pulled his boxers off letting them land on the floor, and he immediately noticed his penis was shrinking. His pelvis felt painful and he winced as he felt it grow wider and his hips became more pronounced, he touched his receding manhood with his right hand, while his left became full at his chest with a growing breast.
His nipple grew more sensitive and he felt electric pleasure from it as he touched it, with his right hand he followed the tip of his penis as it shrank and moved up towards the top of his crotch, he moaned as the lips of his new opening formed. He felt his scrotum being pulled up inside of him, and his testicles felt odd, he watched in the mirror as they disappeared inside of him, and he noticed his Adam’s Apple had shrunk his body on the outside looked like that of a slender woman. “Ohhhhmmmn” he moaned as he felt the walls of his new vagina forming and the now ovaries being pulled up inside of him, he felt a uterus grow and balloon upward inside of his body, and his ovaries settle out to the sides of it. His now long auburn hair reached almost to his now round feminine butt, the nipples on his pert C-cup breasts now stood at attention in the cold air of the room. “Holy shit…” a feminine voice escaped Tim’s throat, she now stood staring at herself in the mirror touching her new body still hardly able to believe what had just happened.
Charlie walked over to the bed and sat on it, her mind racing with thoughts, not wanting to believe what had just happened. She pinched herself, and ran her hands over her body touching her breasts, even probing the folds of her sex just to make sure it was real, “Fuck it’s real.” she said finally coming to the conclusion, that this was not a dream, and she was now a woman. Her eyes went to the laptop, she moved over and sat in the chair.
She said “Holy shit” softly, still trying to process the fact that she was now a woman, and all the changes to her life that this would bring. She stood up and Walked over to the mirror again and began examining herself in it, she ran her hands along the curve of her hips and touched her breasts trying to get used to the alien sensations of her new features, “Ouch!” she winced as she felt a pinching sensation inside of her, the sensation changed to a cramping feeling inside of her abdomen, she put a hand on her belly and rubbed trying to get the feeling to go away. “Ohhh ahhh” she moaned as the cramping pressure increased and slowly filled the space within her womb, “Oh no! Oh no, no no no no!” she said panicked as the presence inside of her grew and the warm feeling that she felt when she had transformed returned.
She felt bloated as she felt her uterus begin to expand outwards and up filling her abdomen as it grew, her breasts began to feel tender and sensitive, she touched her nipples with her left hand and waves of pleasure washed over her. “Ohhhh” she moaned as hormones circulated through her blood making her feel hot and horny, she moved her hands down to her sex and probed inside with the fingers of one hand, feeling the folds within, while she began rubbing her clitoris with fingers on the other. Pleasure surged through her body as she worked her organs with her hands, the pressure in her abdomen increased and she watched in the mirror as her belly began to swell as her bulging uterus grew more and more. She worked her fingers faster and shrieked “Oh yes! Yes! Yes!” and brought herself to her first ever orgasm, she felt weak in the knees and went forward onto them she winced and she moved her left hand to touch her growing belly while the other still worked her clit. Her belly had now swelled to look as though she was six months pregnant and it continued to grow as she shrieked with another orgasm “OHHH!”
Her belly grew larger, her belly button popped out and she gasped as she felt the presence within her move, she stopped mastrubading and both of her hands clasped it. She felt little kicks from the life within as it grew past the eighth month mark. She looked at her breasts which were now swelling larger, the areola grew large and became dark, and she tugged on one of her nipples and a little milk leaked out of it. She stood up again and watched in the mirror as her pregnancy grew larger to around the nine month mark, she rubbed her lower back which was now sore from struggling to carry the sudden weight of her offspring. Still her body swelled, her belly distended farther and hung out comically with the enormity of the life within her, she felt it stop growing and she felt many sensations at the same time. She felt like she needed to pee, she felt stuffed and it was almost hard to breath, she felt horny and hot with hormones surging through her, she felt the movements of her baby, she felt fullness in her breasts, they ached, and her back and legs were struggling to support the bulk of her full body. She waddled to the bathroom and relieved herself, then came back in the room and lay down on the bed on her side.
Tim snoozed until she woke up a few hours later. "No more pregnant chicks Tim." Ben said.
"You need to be my babysitter, like a pregnant woman fingering herself. Tim took the blue bubblegum and turned back.
"Try someone our age, someone who you would think of as a babysitter. Someone who can by us beer as well or some weed."
He turned into Melody again and now having stolen some more of her clothes he could hang around the nightclub scene. She even got a job at one nightclub as a waitress. To cover more ground he stole the bra and panties of a black woman named Heaven. It was a lacy black think that had a thong, she had a butt that would put Kim K to shame, and a bra that left little to the imagination. But he had managed to steal some pearls she had left and he wanted to see if it worked on jewellery.
That change was particularly hard because she was or mixed like Rihanna or that Lenny guy.
He immediately felt the bra and thong tighten and send pulses of energy through his body. With a
sudden yelp of pain, Tim shot upwards and grew to a mature new height of 5’6. His bones snapped and popped into place as his skeleton shifted, leaving him looking mature, if a bit feminine.
“Ben, what’s happening to- AH!”
Tim screamed as his bones continued to shift. His hips flared out while his
shoulders caved slightly inwards, giving him a feminine hourglass figure. Tim looked at the
bracelet on his wrist as dark skin began to spread across his body, stemming
from where the pearls were touching his skin. The smooth, brown skin crept
along his body, quickly covering his entire body as it grew silky and hairless.
“Stay calm, Tim. I’ll, uh…I’ll call
someone to help…um…oh my god,” Ben stammered as he continued to watch Tim change. He winced as Tim began to grown, his voice becoming more sultry by the second. Tim’s pants as they began to rip and
tear, revealing an expanding ass and thighs beneath. Tim’s ass kept growing, and by the time it finished its inflation he knew, for some reason, that it was bigger and more supple than any white girl’s ass could ever be. His jeans had been torn to shreds, and his ass had grown so large that it popped the button
off the front and forced the zipper down past his crotch, revealing his shapely new behind to his best friend.
“Ben, please, I just wanna go back to being me…” Tim said with an alluring tone. Ben was growing more disturbed by Tim’s new voice and tone, but nothing could prepare him for hearing Tim's moan in ecstasy as his crotch began to invert itself. Tim screamed in a smoky, sultry voice as unimaginable pleasures began to come from between his legs. He didn’t know what was going on down there, but it felt amazing. His stomach
gurgled as his organs shifted around, leaving him with a female reproductive system and a hardened layer of abs to protect it. He felt his core muscles tense as he suddenly remembered a variety of sex moves and positions. While these new memories and thoughts disgusted him, he couldn’t help but moan as the
new clit between his legs began to moisten. He rubbed a manicured hand over his crotch, reveling in the feelings his new sex was sending through his body while his father continued to watch in horror.
“OH my, oh fuck, Tim, are you okay? Stay calm, we’ll figure this out…” Ben said, struggling to think
of who to call.
“I’m trying…OW” Tim yelped as his skull began to crack and shift. Ben watched his Mark’s face, the last
physical remnant of the teenage boy, transformed into that of an urban sex goddess. His
lips grew red and plump while his eyes grew wide and layered with eyeshadow. Tim shook his head as flowing black locks tumbled down around his head. He ran a hand through his silky new hair, admiring its
texture and remembering how hard he worked in the mornings to get it just wavy enough. He suddenly let out another scream in pleasure as his chest began to expand. His father watched Mark’s chest as two dark nipples began to poke through the white top. They grew larger by the second, pushed forward by two
breasts expanding on his son’s chest.
The pleasure was making Mark’s
heart race, and soon he was covered in sweat. His skin took on a sexy sheen as
the sunlight bounced off of it. He looked down at his new female body, still
unsure of what he had become and continually trying to fight off the new urges
leaking into his mind. He felt a little off balance with the new weight hanging
off his chest, but with a final crack his spine caved in and gave him a sexual,
feminine arch.
“Mark? Are you okay?”
“Daddy? What’s, ugh, what happened?
Why do I look like…some hoe?” Tim said, surprising himself. His accent now sounded distinctly urban, but with a sultry and alluring flare.
“I don’t know, but maybe we can go
to, uh, the hospital. Maybe they’ll know what to do…”
“Okay, s-shit!” Mark yelped as a
belly button piercing materialized in his core. “No! Daddy, make it stop! I
keep having these weird thoughts…I can’t fight them!”
Tim felt a tingle on his skin as ink appeared beneath the surface. A line of
tattoos running down the side of his body began to appear, ending with a
Superman logo materializing on his ass. The tingling sensation caused him to
remember getting those tattoos. He remembered the tattoo parlor on 7th
street that he visited often. The artist there was super hot, and he specifically
began to remember the way the tattoo artist grabbed and massaged his ass as he
was getting that Superman tattoo. No! This was all wrong! He didn’t know where
7th street was, he had never been to the city! And he was a boy, he
had a crush on…a girl…in school, right? No, he remembered dropping out of
school and working the streets. He was a…stripper?
“Ben, I’m remembering all these things…like dancing on poles…and hugging…no, fucking guys…and I give a mean blowjob…and…I remember that I’m a stripper?”
His father was speechless. He didn’t
know what to do, or what he did to deserve this.
“No, Mark, no! You’re my son! C’mon,
we’re going to the hospital!”
“Wha…” Mark said, beginning to
forget who the man in front of him was. “Who are you? You seem so familiar, but…”
“Mark! It’s me! Your father!” he
screamed.
The memories of working the clubs and fucking countless men were taking over Odessa. His pussy began dripping as the memories of sex grew more vivid. He loved this city, because he could make
it on the streets on his own. He made bank, and was even able to afford an apartment in the gentrified part of town. That’s how good he…no, she was at her job. Guys were paying thousands of dollars just to touch her body, and she knew that every time she came it would feel better than any orgasm the guys she fucked could feel.
Ben had a 30 something year old nude black woman in his room. Luckily she managed to steal some of her jeans and a tank top. Working the strip clubs and bars she soon found a trio of teenage girls who had just turned 18. Women that could meet Ben's requirement.
There was a redhead by the name of Bryce, a blonde by the name of Piper and a raven haired girl by the name of Riley.