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First change (then)

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So some chick has pec implants so she has no tits. She was born a woman, maybe she got a court somewhere to change her sex to male. Maybe she used hormones and even has grown a beard. But she was born a woman. I was born a man, I am a man. But I got into trouble with the IRS, they seized my passport and I needed a way out of the country. I went to the broker who had DNA samples of various women. He offered me a Kenyan woman with K cup breasts, a Korean woman or a Brazilian teenager who had come out to the US as an exchange student. I chose the Brazilian teenager who was called Laura, what was Brazil know for? Football, some Olympics and a cheap place for plastic surgery. and that model Gisele who was ethnic German. Laura was part Japanese, part ethnic Brazilian and

Laura was a local girl, born in the US when her mother "unexpectedly" gave birth while on holiday. Born in the US was born in the US, she could apply for a US passport. I took the cocktail that was prescribed by the broker. Nothing happened, I was working on my computer when I put a hand through my hair. I found it to be thicker and longer than my buzz cut. Oh fuck, it was happening. My hair had turned black, like Laura's and was easily a foot long. I started scratching my chest as two bumps appeared in the fabric of my polo shirt. I bit my lip as my chest was swelling! At first they looked like angry mosquito bites.

I crossed my arms in front of my chest as I started cry from what I later figured was the hormones going through my body.

"Uggh!! Fuck!" they were itching like hell.

The two cones moved forward into my shirt now with enough fat behind them to jiggle with my body motions, I had the boobs of a young teenager. My tits moved through A cup into B cup range as my skin darkened and my eyes went from green to dark brown, almost black. I touched the nipples as an electric shock went through my body and made me gasp with pleasure. The tits were now about the size of apples and couldn't be mistaken for anything else. Bones started to crack inwards as my hips expanded and my ass grew, pushing into my jeans. Free of any form of containment my tits bounced with a freedom girls had complained about for generations. The nipples pushed into the fabric and it was driving me nuts. I was being driven made by the scratching and at the same time it was sending pleasure signals to my very confused brain.

My new tits had pushed the shirt away from my stomach and every curve of the tanned melons could be seen. My ass checks swelled turning my jocks more into a thong than anything else. I looked in the mirror at my girls/boobs/tits/orbs. They were perky and a good size, C cups with a almost perfect symmetry. Nipples poked through the fabric of my polo shirt that was tearing at the seams. My jeans too felt uncomfortable from the huge ass I now had to carry around. My cock was straining, tenting the front of pants then suddenly it was gone. Just flatness, but I found a new hole and rubbing it, even through my pants, made me blush.

I looked in the mirror and blinked, so did my reflection. I took my shirt off, then watched and felt as body jiggled in a dozen different places. Laura, or I now, was about 5 feet 5, with toned legs and a youthful body. The only thing that I didn't have that the real Laura did was tats. She had some tattoos on her shoulder of a butterfly and on her other arm of a vine or barbed wire wrapping itself around her other arm. Not too much but enough to look interesting. But tattoos were only skin deep the broker had told me and if I wanted them I had to pay for them myself.

The chest hair had been seemingly burned off as had my beard. I was amazed by the flatness and the valley between my tits that had to be pushed out of the way, light a heavy curtain. I had a thick bush over my pussy. My stomach was toned and without an ounce of fat on it. My legs were the shapely kind that looked best in a porno when wrapped around a guy's hips as his cock was buried inside me. What the fuck was I thinking? The broker had warned me that she was straight and I might have

"Fuck I am HOT!" I gasped.

My hair was even the perfect length and formed frame around my eyes were slightly slanted due to the Japanese DNA in Laura, with my jet black hair and eyes I looked like a gypsy witch. I probably give good head. This thought came out of nowhere and disappeared. Just as quickly. I needed clothing that matched my new body.

I noticed something that came to a head and had a switch. It was like one of those puzzle you had to stare at before you would figure it out. It was a dildo. I felt blood rush to tits as the nipples hardened, coming to attention. I flicked the switch with a rubbed the vibrator against my nipples.

"Oh Christ!" I moaned.

I was so fucking horny, I could only describe it as an echo chamber. My body was setting my brain on fire with hormones, then my gasping, slutty accented English was making me even hornier. I alternated between my nipples, one with the vibrator and the other with my fingers. I orgasmed for the first time as a woman, it was an earthshaking moment, my head thrown back, my hips grinding against a non-existent cock, my tits wobbling like a was a nude dancer and my body shaking as if I had just had my cheery popped. Sweat covered my forehead and dripped into my eyes and mouth.

Why hold back? I slipped the vibrator into my pussy. It pushed open the dark pussy lips and exposed the pink meat inside.

"Ohhhh...."

My body was on autopilot, the vibrator was cock and my body responded accordingly. I bounced up and down against the shaft, grinding my hips as my bountiful breasts bounced with my manic energy. Beads of sweat poured down my face as I was lost in my masturbating. I was grunting as if I were in a race with the battery of the vibrator.

"AAAAAHHHAAAA!" the vibrator one and I had just fucked myself with a vibrator.

As I collapsed into a heap I panted and felt sleepy. However I had a moment of realization that would serve as a warning, the vibrator was inert. It was a mechanical replacement for a male cock. But if it was a cock, attacked to a man. Then I had just insert a unprotected male shaped reproductive cock into my pussy, which was connected to a womb. No condom, no birth control pills, no morning after pills since the US Supreme Court had allowed States to determine what pills abortions if any could occur.

Her new body was young, sexy and hot. But should could easily get knocked up...


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