"Ok, maybe just the one..." I said to myself. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if I just satisfied my urge. Hey, i'm sure I could find a way to get my dick back eventually, or at least work up the courage to see a doctor. But I couldn't concentrate with this... thing in my pants. Just one. I thought about my friend, Andrew. Andrew had been my friend since middle school, so I could tell him anything. I bet he had a long, delicious cock too, waiting to thrust deep inside me, make me... feel... oh... complete... awwwww... I realized my hand had absent mindedly made its way to my pussy again. I HAD to get rid of this thing.
I got dressed quickly, trying carefully not to touch my new lips with the fabric. Every time they touched, a tingle spread across my body from my crotch. It was about 9:30AM, Andrew should have been awake. I got on my bike and turned the ignition- and instantly orgasmed. the vibrations from the engine massaged my vagina, gently stroking, and stroking. I instantly forgot everything I was doing. Haphazardly, i undid my fly , stuck my fingers through the button hole in my boxers and, with expert knowledge that surprised even me, stuck 2 fingers straight in and caressed my g spot. The pleasure was intense! I moaned got faster and faster, sticking both hands in, timing my strokes with the vibrations of the motor. Orgasm after orgasm rocked my body, I completely forgot I was out in the open as I sat there pleasuring myself.
I was awoken from my trance abruptly by a cough from the engine, followed by it switching off completely. I looked around. Streaks of orange set the sky ablaze, surrounded by an impending darkness. I looked at my watch: 6PM! Shit, perhaps it would be better to go by foot.
After about 30 minutes, I finally reached Andrew's house. My pussy was wet with anticipation of his thick, jucy cock. I wanted to go down on him, for him to keep me satisfied for ever and ever. I knew he kept a spare key behind a bush in his garden, so I quietly snuck in. I crept into the bedroom; Andy was asleep on his bed. A damp patch appeared in my jeans as they rubbed against my aching pussy. I undid the zip and let my pants and underwear drop. Without waking him, I pulled off the bed sheet and rolled him onto his back, carefully stroking his cock. Andrew moved slightly in response, letting out a sleepy moan. His dick stood erect and ready at 7 inches long and 2 wide. I positioned myself over him, gently fondling his cock, then pulled my feminine lips apart and pressed onto him. My mind was instantly overtaken with pleasure. I pulled up and thrusted again. "Ohhh..." I moaned. I lied on Andrew, not worried about waking him any more. My insides screamed with pleasure, surging throughout my body. Suddenly, Andrew's eyes flicked open! "What are you doi... Oh... aww... Yesss!.." was all he could say. He passionately kissed me as I continued to thrust. "That's it, fill me up like the bitch you are! Ohh!" I don't even know what I was saying. My body had taken over. "Ohhh... Fuck meeeeeeee..." He screamed, as two mounds of flesh suddenly bounced out of his chest, forming 2 B cup breasts. He was suddenly pushed up, and even further into me as his ass expanded. Another wave of pleasure rocked my body, Andrew's dick seemed to be getting bigger despite the rest of his body becoming more feminine. His body frame became smaller with each rapid breath, but his chest inflated further to a large C-cup, and kept growing. "Ohhh... Ahhh... Awwww!!!" He (or should I say she) screamed as he sent his seed into me, causing me to orgasm too. His breasts pressed out like springs, growing to at least DDs. His shoulders cracked together,all the hair disappeared from his body and the hair on his head grew rapidly, creating a mass of silky brown hair on the pillow behind his head. However, he still had his massive, foot long cock, even bigger than before. He had become a shemale!