In the afterglow of the dildo's final invasion into your new, feminine body you pant wildly. As your senses
come back, you pick up on how foreign your voice is to you... higher and weaker than before, almost raspy from
screaming in pleasure and your initial oral exploits with the dildo. You breathe in and out, slower and
slower, heavy breasts swaying slightly with each breath. Bit by bit, your mind starts to come back to you, the
heat in your body subsiding... replaced by a sickening, foreign feeling. Just a few minutes ago you were a
man, now you're smaller... weaker... vulnerable... weighed down by swollen breasts and a pregnant belly. As
the frightening truth of the situation washes over you, you hear a voice:
"Looks like it really did a number to you..." Gina coos as she continues to slowly rub your belly. She's still
on top of you, pressing her body into your back, casually grinding her hips against your plump ass. "I have to
admit... I'm jealous it chose you over me." With that, she begins to pull herself off of you, your sensitive
skin feeling a cold rush of air as she slides her breasts off of your back and stands up behind you and steps
out of the shower. Finally free to move, you slowly push yourself up into a kneeling position, the heavy
weight of the dildo's seed sloshing in your pregnant belly with every move. With some effort, you get one foot
set and start to stand, fumbling for the shower bar with your hands. As you finally stand up straight, you
bring your eyes up and see Gina sashay out of the bathroom.
As Gina's your only lead on what's happening to you, you immediately start to follow her out. The first few
steps are difficult, as you lug around the weight in your belly and chest with your new body, but
disturbingly, you quickly become accustomed to it. By the time you're out of the bathroom you're not just
familiar with walking in your new body, you're swaying your hips in the same alluring way as Gina, despite
your pregnant state.
Upon exiting the bathroom you start to hear moaning coming from your room. At first, it's just Gina, but then
you can hear another voice--a man's voice, moaning along with her. As quickly as your burdened body can go,
you head for sounds of lust, half aroused, half afraid, burning to know what debauchery is going on within.