She giggled. “Just relax. It just means you’re aroused. You know, like having an erection.”
“I know what it … oh, never mind.”
The fact that Evan couldn’t see his new female parts was rather relieving. He wasn’t really sure if he wanted to see them or not. This was already jarring as it was! With Cassandra’s help, he had gotten used to the tits, and even enjoyed groping them whenever his hands had nothing else important to do. But he still wasn’t sure about having a pussy. There were a lot of important bits and pieces down there. Comparatively, boobs were just big orbs of fat and special glands. The magical process of taking away his cock and giving him the female equivalent made his head spin. It must’ve been really complicated stuff.
And there was that finger moving inside him, in a hole that hadn’t existed until a few minutes ago. Evan had tried not to think about it, but his body wanted him to know that he was being penetrated. His lower abdomen felt warm and mushy, and his nipples were rock-hard without any direct stimulation. He gently squeezed his tits, and the knot in his belly unwound into raw pleasure.
“I knew you’d like it,” Brandi cooed. “You have the tits. Time to try out the pussy. Cassandra will be pissed she didn’t think of this before me.”
“Yeah,” Evan droned. “Yeah, probably.”
When Brandi inserted a second finger, the pleasure quadrupled. He writhed on the mattress, twisting his body left and right, squeezing his tits harder and harder as the sensitivity of his new womanhood went through the roof. He could really feel the penetration now, the pair of digits sliding in and out of his pussy repeatedly. The inside of it had only gotten wetter by the minute, providing Brandi with all the lubrication she needed to fuck him effortlessly.
Then, as Evan’s voice was lost behind a serious of intermittent, almost girlish moans, he felt something wet and slimy against his crotch. He didn’t have to look down to know what it was. Brandi had started using her mouth, and she wasted no time before circling his clit with the tip of her tongue. Evan’s vocal expressions of pleasure became more audible. He clenched the sheets hard to stay still. Her tongue went down, and he felt it worming its way inside him, penetrating his moist hole. Her thumb took up the duty of pleasing his clit.
“Oh fuck,” he panted, turning his head relentlessly and breathing through his mouth. “Oh fuck!”
Evan thought the peak was coming in the next few seconds. He felt the heat in his loins, the tingles racing along his skin, the wetness that had now drenched the inside of his new tight tunnel, and still the orgasm built. His body squirmed without consent as Brandi tongued his pussy repeatedly, thrusting it in and out of him. At the same time, his clit was on fire—or at least what he thought to be his clit. Each brush with a finger sent his torso into a spasm. He absolutely could not stay still, even if his life depended on it.
“Oh shit oh shit oh shit.”
He pressed his palms into his nipples, squeezing them harder than ever. They fought back, erecting from his massive orbs, pink and undoubtedly more swollen than they’d ever been. He wrapped his fingers around them and twisted. A mix of pain and pleasure hit him, but he only cared about the latter. It was everywhere inside him now, throughout his tits, all around his crotch. The warmth had consumed him.
And finally he came. “Oh yes! Yes! Oh fuck yes!”
Brandi’s face remained firmly between his legs, her lips attached to his slit. She licked him hard and quick as the climax spread its pleasurable tendrils all throughout his body. Deep in his loins was where it focused the most. Evan’s pelvis bucked hard, and he threw his head into the mattress, moaning again and again.
And when it was over, and when Brandi’s lips were coated with a sweet-smelling clear release, Evan finally took a deep breath, inhaled the scent of his own womanhood that now filled the air, and relaxed every muscle in his body. A euphoria filled him from head to toe.
Brandi crawled on top of him, and he had the opportunity to taste himself for the first time. They shared a slow, passionate kiss before she rolled off next to him. A hand gently massaged one of his tits. The region between his legs was still tender.
“So, between one and ten, how was it?” she asked him.
“Off the chart,” Evan said. “I kept thinking it was coming, and it kept building down there. And then everything exploded.”
Brandi giggled. “Well, it’s been fun, but I think I’ve earned some shuteye.” Her eyes closed. “Sleep in here if you want, or go back to Cassandra’s room. I don’t care.”
“I’m too exhausted to move,” Evan admitted.
Having a pussy wasn’t so bad. He realized that now. The loss of his manhood had turned his stomach upside-down at first, but really it wasn’t awful. Maybe the orgasm made him a little biased. In any case, turning back would be a cinch. All he had to do was take a picture of his male briefs and then wear them. Shazam! His penis and testicles would return, both intact. With that incredible app on Cassandra’s phone, there really was nothing to worry about.
Evan closed his eyes. After what seemed like a minute, he felt something shaking his leg. It was Cassandra’s hand. She was wearing the 36F bra and some matching pink panties.
“Evan?” she whispered. She had noticed his lack of male bits already. “Did she put panties on you?”
“Huh?” he asked, still in a groggy daze.
She showed him the phone, with emphasis on the third item on the list. “Right there. Red lace panties.”
The images from earlier that morning came flooding back. “Yeah.”
“Get up.”
“O-okay.”
As Evan quickly found out, more than a minute had passed. A lot more. It was almost ten in the morning now. He removed himself from the bed as quietly as possible, so as to not disturb the sleeping Brandi. She worked long, late hours, so she needed the sleep more than anyone else. He followed Cassandra across the hall, not bothering to grab any clothes.
Once inside the privacy of her bedroom, she gave him a disgusted look.
“What?”
“This was our thing,” she said. “Like, it was only between you and me. And then she came into my bedroom while I was asleep and swiped my phone.”
Evan yawned. “Maybe try a password next time.”
She scowled at him. “Not the point. She should come ask me first, like ‘Hey Cassandra. I saw you have that cool app on your phone. You mind if I try it? Please?’ That sorta thing.”
“Yeah, I … uh … she just caught me while I was taking a piss, and she saw my boobs.”
Cassandra pointed at his crotch. “And she gave you more. I bet those were her panties, huh?”
Evan nodded.
“And your butt looks rounder.”
“Yep. That changed too.” He gave it a slap just to prove his point. “Came with the other parts.”
“Promise me you won’t let Brandi use the app again, Evan,” Cassandra said.
“You don’t like the changes?”
“Just … keep her away from my phone.”
“All right.”
Cassandra kept ogling him. He was a strange sight, with enormous tits and an authentic pussy between his legs, and a female ass to accompany it. Anyone would’ve stared at him. But the way Cassandra’s eyes moved along his body made his loins feel warm and tingly again. He resisted grabbing a handful of boob and rubbing his nipples. For now.
“You could go all the way,” she remarked.
“What?”
“Be a complete girl, I mean. The bra works. The panties work. A few other clothes will make you complete.”
“I—”
“Nope,” she told him, already making a beeline for the closet and pulling the sliding door open. “My mind is made up. What do you think we need? A sweater probably. Maybe some gloves. Pants. Gotta cover all the skin.”
Evan shook his head. The last twelve hours had been really fucking strange, but in a good way. That app on Cassandra’s phone was more powerful than anything he had
ever seen in his life, and the changes were nothing less than extraordinary. Still, it seemed to him that he didn’t have much say in the matter of who or what was transforming his body. First the bra, and then the panties, and now some more women’s clothing. Evan had never imagined being a woman before all this, but both girls seemed intent on turning him into one of them one step at a time.
And the sex was pretty good.
Cassandra returned to the bed with a small armful of clothes—including a gray pullover sweatshirt, denim skinny jeans, fleece winter gloves, and heeled boots—and laid them all on the bed. After, she grabbed her phone and snapped a picture of each item. Once finished with that, the special app now had seven articles of clothing on its list, including the three lingerie items from earlier still at the top.
“Go hog wild, Evan. Start dressing yourself!”
There was no question what would happen in the next few moments. Evan pushed his legs into the skinny jeans and worked them up over his female hips and ass. It required some clumsy gymnastics before he was able to snap the button and pull the zipper up. Following that came the sweatshirt, which really had to be stretched to go down over his tits. Finally, he grabbed the gloves and the boots. The latter were extremely tight around his feet, but only for a split-second. Elsewhere, the discomfort passed almost all at once, and the clothes were suddenly fitting him pretty darn well.
“Oh my God,” Cassandra gasped. “You’re my height now.”
She wasn’t wrong. To properly fit into the clothing, Evan had to lose a few inches. The two of them stood opposite one another, looking eye to eye, one girl and one mostly-girl. He looked down at himself and saw that his legs were totally different. The thighs were thicker and shaped a lot like hers, and his calves had slimmed up. Most of the changes to his torso were unclear under the baggy sweatshirt, but pulling it off revealed everything.
From the neck down, Evan was a complete woman. He had the tits, the pussy, the slender frame, the dainty hands and fingers, the shapely legs, the tiny toes, the hairless skin—everything. His dimensions were nearly identical to that of Cassandra’s. And, in some ways, his body was even sexier. Without standing side-by-side in front of a mirror it wasn’t so easy to tell, but he saw that his legs didn’t have the same deposits of cellulite that Cassandra had, and nor did he have a little pouch of fat just beneath his belly button. He had the perfect shape to fit those clothes.
“Holy crap,” was all Cassandra said. They had both seen what the app could do, but every change still took their breaths away. It wasn’t easy to accept that a phone could alter someone’s body so drastically.
Evan went over to the full-length mirror and got a look at himself, whistling as the tit goddess came into view. If he ignored his head, then the person in the mirror could’ve easily been some centerfold from the pages of a dirty magazine. He felt compelled to strike a pose, which earned a giggle from Cassandra.
She came up behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist. “I’m jealous, girl. Your body is better than mine.”
“We’re about the same.” Evan didn’t want to brag.
“Nope. Your skin is softer, and parts of you aren’t sagging.”
Evan squeezed a breast, and the person in the mirror did the same. The nipple was already aching for attention, reaching out for his thumb. He caressed it lightly. It was so easy to become aroused as a woman. Evan didn’t believe that all girls were like that. Rather, he figured it was because everything was so new and different. If Cassandra wished to put on some of his underwear and grow a cock, for instance—though he couldn’t imagine her with one—she would’ve been struggling with one perpetual erection.
Cassandra kissed him softly on the shoulder, and Evan watched one of her arms snaking around his body, the fingers outstretching right before they grabbed his right breast. A tingle shot to his loins as he closed his eyes and moaned under his breath.
“I have a few toys we can try,” she said, her eyes looking straight ahead at the reflection. “Since you’re mostly a woman now.”
“Toys? Maybe we should just stick to fingers.”
“Nah. You have to mix things up every once in a while. I think there’s a dildo in my hidden shoebox with your name on it.”
Evan gulped.
That dildo turned out to be a six-inch flesh-colored silicone penis. Evan had seen it before; Cassandra sometimes added toys to their afternoon bouts of sex and admitted to fucking herself with it whenever he wasn’t available. Now, as someone with a girl’s body and the very hole that the sex toy was designed for, Evan felt a little unsettled. And it looked almost exactly like a man’s cock.
“Don’t you have another?” he asked her.
Cassandra giggled. “Oh, you don’t like that it looks like a dick? Don’t worry, it’s not a real penis, though maybe I should try getting one to use on you.”
“No way!”
She laughed even harder. “Relax! I’m only messing with you. I wouldn’t fuck you with a real cock unless you wanted me to.”
That made him feel a little better.
Since discovering the app on Cassandra’s phone, every moment had been spent sleeping or having sex, and the cycle wasn’t going to change anytime soon. With lust in her eyes, Evan’s girlfriend sauntered over and pushed him down to the bed. His boobs bounced erratically, but he grabbed them to keep them still. Almost automatically his hands found the nipples and went to tweaking them. He gave them each the attention they had been craving for, rolling them between his fingers until they were sensitive and raw. By now, a bubble of heat had consumed his crotch.
Cassandra took the head of the fake penis into her mouth and swirled her tongue around it, providing it with a thick coat of drool. Evan watched the bulge moving along her cheek and pinched himself more. His body was already trembling and she hadn’t even touched him yet. He rolled his head back and moaned. One hand, more eager than the other, left his breast in search of true bliss. He discovered the source of the abundant heat right there between his legs, along with a trail of wetness down the center of his pussy. Evan immediately hooked a finger inside himself and gasped.
“Brandi showed you how to finger yourself, huh?”
“And … more,” Evan panted. “Oh man.”
He felt so naughty masturbating in front of Cassandra. He had never done that while having a cock. From her perspective she definitely saw everything. Evan spread his legs even more and continued to finger himself. The accumulating wetness inside of his glorious hole had drenched the inner walls, and the sweet-smelling juice began to ooze out. He gathered some on his index finger and pushed it into his mouth, licking it clean. It tasted just as good as it had on Brandi’s lips.
Cassandra sucked on the toy some more as she came up to the bed, stepping between his legs into that warm bubble of air surrounding his pussy. She bent over and kissed him on the lips while their boobs rubbed together. Evan almost squealed from the pressure being applied to his sensitive mound. Her weight was right on his clit!
He wasn’t afraid of the dildo anymore. In a conflict between the mind and sex organs, the latter almost always won out. When Cassandra pulled away, he returned the finger to that sweet entrance where his cock had been a few hours ago. It was really lubed up now. Anything that came near it was almost sucked inside. He penetrated himself to the knuckle and set his eyes on that flesh-colored dildo. He pumped himself hard briefly as Cassandra lined it up.
“No complaints?” she asked, grinning.
Evan shook his head. “Just do it. Please. I’m so damn horny.”
The pause between fingering himself and the penetration from Cassandra’s toy felt like an eternity. But finally the tip pushed inside him, and oh was it fantastic! A twinge of panic overtook him as he realized how big it was, and he felt the inner walls of his pussy stretching around this foreign object, opening wide to accept its unrivaled girth. Evan squirmed as the discomfort passed, and then everything in his lower abdomen seemed to emit pleasure all at once.
His spine arched, and then he was moaning as two-thirds of the dildo pushed into his new love-hole.
“Mmmm. That looks tight,” Cassandra said.
Evan couldn’t work his tongue to say a single word.
“Welcome to being a girl.”
Having something so large inside his cunt was definitely better than using fingers, and Evan was happy to let Cassandra do all the work for him. With that emptiness between his legs now filled, his hands went back to groping his massive tits. He never got tired of squeezing them, nor feeling the nipples grow and then pinching them to the brink of pain. Girls had so many options with their bodies.
By far the most erotic part about this was feeling the fake dick inside him. Cassandra worked it in and out gently at first, twisting it back and forth as it penetrated him repeatedly. But then he urged her to move it quicker, and she did. His pussy was on fire, and then she started to rub his clit, and then he really began to moan.
“Oh yes! Oh!”
He couldn’t tell where the pleasure was coming from anymore. It enveloped everything above the knees and below the shoulders. He bucked wildly, thrashing his head hard into the mattress. The room was alive with his voice, the walls vibrating as he screamed louder and louder. He kneaded his tits until his fingers left red marks on the flesh.
Cassandra grinned at him. “You like that, huh? You like being fucked like a girl?”
“Yes!” was all Evan shouted.
The orgasm came with little warning. Evan pinned his legs together, holding that dildo in place as his juices leaked all down it and over the fake testicles attached to the base. He rolled to his side and continued to quiver, hands still squeezing his breasts. Every inch of his skin tingled nonstop.
Cassandra crawled onto the bed behind him. He felt the dildo moving inside him again. She must’ve grabbed it.
“I’m too … too sensitive,” he panted.
“Not for another orgasm,” she said.
Evan opened his mouth to protest, but then the dildo was filling his wet hole again, and every discernible thought became a train wreck clouded by unrelenting pleasure. She pushed the fake cock all the way into his pussy, and the unstoppable quivering returned. After thirty seconds of quick fucking, he reached orgasm again. He screamed and closed his eyes, for the very light coming into the room was too bright. Then he felt a warm body rolling on top of him, and another pair of lips greeting his. Cassandra silenced him with a long, passionate kiss. She left the dildo halfway inside his pussy.
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