Misty walked happily towards the women's dressing room. She was already dressed out, her black bodysuit glimmering in the light. In her hands was a small bikini bottom, a very sparkly royal blue. Just out side the women's dressing room was Stan. Misty walked up to Stan and winked, "Hi, what's your name?"
Stan replied, "Stan. Are you new?"
Misty chirped, "You bet. Are you a swimmer?"
Stan nodded, "Yep, 3rd year."
Misty asked, "Are you just checking us girls out, or is your girlfriend inside?"
Stan smiled, "You ask a lot of questions. Yes my girlfriend is inside."
Misty reached forwarded, and gave Stan a light kiss on the cheek, "Got 5 minutes?"
Stan blushed scarlet red in the face, and whispered, "5 minutes." Stan quickly cleared his throat and yelled, "Leslie, I'll be right back. Give me 10 minutes, ok?"
Deep inside the ladies locker room a small, "Sure thing Stan" could be heard.
Misty asked, "Know a private place close?"
Stan nodded and started walking off, with Misty close behind.
Stan opened a door to a small windowless office with a couch. "How's this?"
Misty said, "Perfect", and walked in as Stan closed the door behind them. Misty handed out the bikini bottom, "First, try this on. It pleases me."
Stan quickly shed his clothes, his body still damp from his after swim shower. Naked, Stan eagerly took the shimmery bikini bottom and stretched it out for his legs to step in. His first leg sliding into the hole felt good for some reason. His second leg felt even better. As he worked the super tight, and several sizes too small bikini bottom up his thighs, he noticed legs felt different.
Misty cooed, "Mmmmm, you are a handsomeone."
Stan, working hard on pulling the bikini bottom up grunted, "You bet...this is very tight." As Stan got the back of the bikini to slide over his firm butt, he squeezed his butt cheeks together in what seemed like weak orgasm. Stan took a break briefly, "This feels great" as squeezed his butt cheeks over and over to enjoy their pleasure.
Misty was now lying on the couch, playing with her nipples as she watched Stan, "Your almost done"
Stan nodded, "It's real tight...I don't think I'll fit."
Misty blinked her eyes, "Awww, please try...for me?"
Stan smiled, "Sure. Besides, I don't need to fit in this bottom for me to slide into you." As Stan reached down to position his rock hard cock and balls in to the small strip of fabric making up the front of the suit, Stan's balls began to churn with a warm, pleasant feeling. Stan quickly finished up, stretching the front of the bikini around his throbbing package. "All finished," Stan exhaled in relief and in pleasure.
Misty got off the couch and walked around behind Stan, "Now it's my turn." Misty reached around Stan begain to stroke his throbbing cock. With one hand on his cock, the other reached around and begain to caress his balls. Misty whispered, "You need my body from the waist down."
Stan gasped in pleasure, leaning into Misty's embrace. His knees felt strange, as she worked his cock and balls like a pro. Each throb of his cock was followed by a throb in his legs and feet. There was no mirror in the room, but the man-ly smimmer legs were slowy changing to a copy of Misty's championship swimmer legs. Stan began to moan sofly as his orgasm was building quickly. Misty kept a steady pace. Stan began to clench his butt cheeks over and over, as the feel of the fabric moving against his butt was turning him on.
Stan yelped, "Oh...yea.....", and started to spasm in the biggest orgasm he had ever had. Misty held Stan steady with one arm, and continued to stroke Stan's cock. With each stroke, she could feel Stan's cock pumping huge loads into the suit. Each stroke also shortened his rock hard cock. Misty finally ground the proud cock into a very hard, and sentivive clit.
Stan staggered over to the couch and layed down, gasping. Misty went over and knelt down beside him. The front of the royal blue bikini was sloshy, filled with Stan's seed. Misty whispered, "The suit will fill you in front and behind." She began to stroke Stan's new clit though the suit. Stan felt the suit change a little, he felt something squeeing between his butt cheeks, and at the same time, something was entering from the front where his balls used to be. The firm pressure continued as the suit grew into Stan. Misty began to rub the suit faster, and Stan joined in to help, rubbing a spot below Misty's finger, pushing whatever it was deeper inside him. Stan began to grind his hips upward into the suit. Each push on the suit was felt deep inside his body, with a wave of pleasure from each thrust. Slowly his body grew warmer with each thrust until he exploded in a cresendo of pleasure, his first female orgasm.
Misty smiled and continued to stroke the suit, as the suit was now pumping some of Stan's male seed deep into his new womb. Something inside him was clenching itself around this throbbing member inside him.
Stan's eyes went wide, feeling the spurts of warm fluid deep inside. He now realized what had happened, and turned to Misty in suprise.
Misty softly purred, "It's alright. Your one of us now. You will find your new body to be very good to you. Your new suit will make you fast and very horny. Your body can milk any cock, and this suit will train you to be the best. Take a brief nap, and when you wake up, your body will tell you what you need."
Stan drifted off to an orgasmic sleep. Misty smiled and left the room, wondering what Dean did with his opportunity.