Special Agent Stacey Matthews was doing a desk job. The FBI's office of professional responsibility was looking into her actions at the O'Hare airport. She had also discovered a video had been filmed of her putting on a porno display. Her career was shot and she wasn't going to get a pension. However she had enough evidence, not to prosecute, but to convince herself that Charlene and Charles Bunt were the same person. In the Chicago PD they had seized some of these nano-bots that amended a user's DNA from male to female and back again. She obtained some of these pills after calling in a number of favors.
She was at home when she dry swallowed a pill to see the effect. For an hour or so she felt nothing. She started vomiting into the toilet, some of which had blood in it. She felt cramps in her stomach, as if she had eaten bad food. She started feeling really hot so she stripped off her clothes in the hallway. Her business suit, heels, stockings, panties and bra on the ground. Stacey had brought herself some real boobies. The implants pushed her breasts so far forward that her nipples looked undersized against their mass. She was a 32D, the saline implants were clearly not real but she didn't give a fuck she wanted a set of real tits.
She took a shower to try and clear her head. Stacey felt pressure building up inside her vagina as she suffered a stomach cramp that doubled her over. Her breasts bunching as she doubled over.
"Nuh! Fuck!" she hissed, holding back a scream.
She grabbed the shower rack to stop herself from falling over. The pressure in her pussy was like she wanted to take the world's largest dump, but it was the wrong hole. It felt like what was poking her vagina was going to burst out of her body like a scene out of Aliens.
"Ngh! Ah!" she screamed as the pain reached a crescendo. Suddenly what was trying to escape her body did and she welled up with tears of relief. Exhausted she was close to collapsing when she saw what was exiting her vagina. Pain worse than giving
She felt new sensations that weren't apart of her life prior to that. Stacey felt an urge to stick something into woman, a feeling of power and musicality flushed through her veins. She stepped out of the shower dripping wet and she noticed her tits bouncing, shifting and jiggling with her movements. Trying to look past her tits she felt something stir between her legs. That went through her vagina like the shaft of an arrow. As it broke through the pain slowly went down in waves. The something that had emerged twitched and jerked in a manner that she had never felt before.
"Ugh...fuck"
She looked between her boobs and found a cock, complete with a set of balls attached. The seized Futa pills actually worked!
Stacey knew about cocks, she had them inside her and she had given one or two blowjobs. But having a real one? Amazing, she suspected that the balls were sending testosterone into her veins making her feel like a man. It was real cock that was engorged with blood at the site of her tits. She giggled, her voice much deeper, she was giving herself a hard on. But isn't that what guys did all the time with these things. Stacey felt an urge to try it out. As with any teenager she started with her hand.
The head was full and looked like the head of a deadly arrow. At least seven inches long by her eye, she started working the shaft. She looked at her tits in the mirror and couldn't see her cock. She focused on her reflection and treated herself as separate from her new appendage. She started stroking it.
"Fuck yes!" she yelled.
She worked the shaft harder, it felt like an iron bar in her hand. She was so fucking hard!
"Oh shit, oh fuck, gonna cum!"
Pushing her swaying titsout of the way and holding on to her length with both hands, she started cumming before she could even aim her huge penis properly. She let out a muffled scream of pleasure while an obscene amount of thick fluids burst out of the swollen pointy tip and splattered on the floor, the mirror and her breasts. Her muffled scream turned into a lewd howl as she lost herself in bliss.
Helpless, she lost grip of her wild cock as it shot load after load of canine seed into the air, and the pleasure made her feel so weak on her knees that she fell on all four. Her hips were out of control and bucking with each spasm, while watery ropes of white cum abundantly splashed under her breasts, belly and chin as well as all over the floor.
Even as her orgasm faded, her penis was still going through the motions of ejaculating, her balls squeezing out the last squirts of semen they were holding. Her cock still hard and sensitive, she sat in her puddle of cum, trying to catch her breath. The fluids were dripping down her nipples. Who knew balls could hold so much? Or was it like blood, looked worse than what it actually was? She suddenly felt drowsy and fell asleep on the floor of her bathroom. When she woke up about two hours later her cock had disappeared but she had a text from the Assistant DA about Charles Bunt.