A Gender Swap Mega Bundle 6

by Gregor Daniels

  “You should turn into a woman from now on when you come visit me,” she said. “Well, maybe you can have a cock once in a while. I’m not a total lesbian.”

  “Yeah,” Evan said, partly lost in a lust-filled stupor from the orgasms. It was damn near impossible to keep a single train of thought. “Sex … is good.”

  Unfortunately, they couldn’t spend all day having sex. Cassandra had to babysit from noon to eight o’clock. Evan suggested she should just skip it so they could continue pretending to be lesbian lovers, but she needed the money to pay Brandi. He understood.

  So what was a guy with a girl’s body to do all day alone? Well, finger himself of course! Cassandra had let him borrow her phone in case he wanted to change back, but Evan had no thoughts about returning his manhood anytime soon—especially when there was a finger or two inside his snatch. And, since he didn’t have to be anywhere else, he figured it was best to keep all of his changed body parts for the time being. He pictured Cassandra pouncing on him when she returned later that evening. He wanted to be ready for that.

  After three orgasms and a quick nap, Evan went into the kitchen to fix himself a sandwich. The clock on the microwave read 4:37. It’d be a few more hours until Cassandra returned. His pussy was so numb by now that he didn’t think he could bring himself to orgasm again, but he’d certainly try after his rumbling belly had been satisfied. He had to consciously remember to eat and drink. Having a woman’s body was that distracting.

  He saw movement from the corner of his eye. Brandi had just woken up, and she had something in her hand—Cassandra’s phone.

  “Not bad, Evan. What did you and Cassandra do all day? Some voices woke me up before noon. I figured it was you two. Sounds like it was fun.”

  He pointed at her hand. “That’s her phone. She doesn’t want you—”

  “Oh don’t be a child. I’m not snooping around in her text messages or anything. I’m just using the app. And I’d use my phone if I could find this app in the store, but apparently it doesn’t exist.”

  “But—”

  “I know she doesn’t mind. Calm down.”

  As he finished the sandwich, Evan realized he was completely naked and still female from the neck down. Brandi stole a few glances as she looked at the phone. His loins began to feel warm again as he recalled the sexual romp earlier that morning. Brandi had been the one who had given him the pussy in the first place.

  “A sweatshirt, jeans, boots, and gloves. Clever.” She looked up. “So, you gonna tell me those juicy details? It’s too bad I wasn’t awake to see it. I bet that pussy of yours got a real workout.”

  Evan told her about the changes, and the dildo that he had discovered a new love for, and the orgasms. Sex for men and women were incomparable, and he had valid experience on both sides for that opinion. For the girl, it was just … total. That was the word for it. It felt like his entire body was climaxing, whether it was from the dildo, the fingers, or something else. There was nothing like that as a man. If that wasn’t good enough, the multiple orgasms made it even better.

  Brandi was grinning. “You had the tits, the pussy. You had a dildo. There’s only one thing left to experience on the female side of the fence, Evan. And I’m volunteering. Think you can handle it?”

  “What are you talking about?”

  “A cock, dummy.” She came closer. “A real one. I slip on a pair of your underwear, and out it comes. I kinda want to try it out myself. See how it feels.”

  “But—”

  “You know it’ll feel great. It does for me. Come on.”

  Before he could say another word, Brandi had a grip of his arm and was pulling him down the hallway. After the turn into Cassandra’s bedroom, she found what she was looking for—the pile of clothes that Evan had worn from yesterday. And in the middle of it was his old underwear. Brandi twirled it around her index finger as she glanced at the phone again.

  “Hmm, photo icon wasn’t it? I remember now. Click that … and take a picture of this … and voila.” She showed the phone to Evan. “Your underwear is now officially magical, and it’s gonna give me my very own cock.”

  BLUE COTTON TAGLESS BRIEFS, SIZE MEDIUM.

  This is really happening, thought Evan. He remembered Cassandra telling him not to let Brandi use the phone, but he hadn’t stopped her. He wasn’t sure why. Upsetting Cassandra again was the last thing he wanted to do, but then he thought about the fingers in his pussy, and the dildo. He was really curious now to see if the briefs worked on Brandi and gave her a cock. She’d also receive thinner hips and a hairy ass, but really the cock was the only part that mattered. Evan wondered how it’d feel.

  A naked Brandi eyed the male underwear stretched between her hands. “How does it feel? Does it hurt?”

  Evan shook his head. “No pain. It just happens. You barely feel it.”

  “Interesting. Well, here goes nothing.” She pushed one leg into a hole, and then a second. “Time to grow my very own penis. You watching?”

  “Yeah, I’m definitely watching.”

  Evan wanted to see it happen. The changes were always mesmerizing, no matter the body parts involved. And Evan had been through the most changes of anyone! Most of his body was different now. All he had left that wasn’t touched by the app’s magic was his head. Cassandra had changed the size of her tits, but that was nothing compared to turning into the opposite sex from the neck down. On the other hand, this was Brandi’s first time putting on clothes that had been “enchanted.”

  “Not very stylish,” she commented, tugging them up her legs. They were especially tight around her ass, and the front was clearly flat—and baggy. They might’ve been male underwear, but the shape of the person wearing them was obviously female. Brandi smoothed them out over her flaring hips and inspected the fit. “How long does it take?”

  “A few seconds,” Evan said. It was always a few seconds. “You won’t feel a thing. It’ll just—”

  And then it happened. Brandi’s hips suddenly lost their womanly curve, and her round ass deflated right in front of Evan’s eyes. At the same time, something unraveled itself in the front, curving upward into the small pocket of air between fabric and skin, that same space that had been so empty moments before. The front of the briefs wasn’t so flat anymore, and Evan realized he was staring at the outline of a real cock and balls.

  “Holy fucking shit,” Brandi said, seeing the same thing. “That’s … that’s real.”

  “Yeah. You sound like you weren’t expecting it.”

  “I saw it on you, but I still wasn’t prepared.” A hand slipped down to the front of her underwear and ever so gently squeezed the new appendage and the sac that had grown in with it. The bulge steadily expanded. “Oh my God.”

  Evan was suddenly very aware of what was going to happen next. It was all only words until that exact moment, until he actually saw Brandi with a cock growing inside of her borrowed underwear. All the fingering and orgasms from earlier hadn’t suppressed his libido one bit. His crotch began to feel very warm and very wet.

  “Oh, it’s … uh … it’s really getting hard now,” she said, stroking it through the fabric. “Oh boy.” The tent continued to grow until she had a full erection. Then, she peeled the waistband back and pulled the material down. From underneath a thick bush of dark pubic hair popped out a six-inch cock. Brandi’s cock.

  Evan’s jaw dropped.

  “What do you think? Like it? God, it’s so fucking hard.” She gave it a few tugs, circling her slender fingers tightly around the foreskin. A drop of pre-cum was already hanging from the tip. “Amazing. I could get used to this.” It was uncircumcised.

  He couldn’t stop staring. For every day of his life, Evan had seen a cock—his own cock. Brandi’s wasn’t all that different from his. But everything had changed after Cassandra had downloaded that app on her phone. He knew what was between his legs now, and what he wanted. The hot emptiness had returned, the same sort that had led to him fingering himself and taking
Cassandra’s dildo into his wet slit. He looked at Brandi’s cock with the same intention.

  Meanwhile, Brandi was still stroking it. She had discovered the great advantage about manhood—the ease of masturbation with a cock. “Fuck, I just want to blow my load right now. That’s what the guys say, right?” She started laughing. “Isn’t it? Blow a load?”

  “They usually don’t say it to other people,” Evan said, lying back on the bed and spreading his legs. “But you’re really turning me on right now. Please, Brandi. Please take my pussy.”

  It was throbbing now, almost like a cock would when it was more than just hard. He dipped a finger inside himself to push back the spine-tingling anticipation. His pussy was as wet as he had ever felt it. A soft moan escaped his lips, and then another as his finger disappeared all the way up to the knuckle. The moist outer lips of his womanhood gripped it, not wanting to let it go. He moved it slowly in and out.

  Evan closed his eyes for a moment, savoring the tiny ripples of pleasure shooting out from his groin, and then he felt a presence. He knew Brandi was right there where his toes curled repeatedly. Opening his eyes, he saw that cock in her hand, and the purplish head dipping down to aim at his hot, wet entrance. The breath rushed out of his lungs as she pushed his legs apart and prepared to penetrate him.

  “This is so weird,” she muttered.

  “And so hot,” Evan added.

  With a bit of pressure, his glistening female mound opened up, and Brandi’s thick cock pressed onward into his warm tunnel. He watched as it disappeared into him, inch after inch. It seemed impossibly big, but somehow his pussy accepted it. That’s what he wanted, right there. He wanted that piece of meat as far into his cunt as it could possibly go. He needed it in there. The void had to be filled.

  Brandi grabbed his knees and pried him open even further. Smalls ribbons of juice oozed from his pussy as the rest of the cock sank into it. She exhaled hard once it was all the way in. Her chest was rising and falling as quickly as Evan’s was.

  “Holy shit,” she kept saying. “Holy shit.”

  Evan had similar thoughts. Two fingers in his slit were good, but they didn’t have the girth. Cassandra’s dildo certainly had the girth, but what it lacked was the warmth of a piece of flesh. It was just a cold, lifeless toy. Brandi’s cock, on the other hand—or perhaps any cock in general—was perfect. Evan had to pinch himself to confirm that this was actually happening. Yes, she had a cock, and she had buried it inside of his new opening down there. He could even feel it throbbing!

  He began to knead his breasts again as she pulled out. The cock returned into view, completely drenched with pussy juice. That was a good sign; there was plenty of lubrication inside his fuck-hole. Brandi stepped a little closer and inserted it again, a little harder. Evan’s lower lip trembled as it filled him.

  “Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Mmmmm,” he moaned.

  “It’s really good from the other side,” Brandi said. “Really fucking good. I just want to pound the shit out of your pussy.”

  As hilarious as that sounded coming from a girl, Evan didn’t laugh. In fact, it was a really good idea. “Do it. I need it right now.”

  They were both newbies to all this. Evan hadn’t had a pussy for more than a few hours, and Brandi’s cock still had training wheels. But it didn’t take long to figure out what worked and what didn’t. For Evan, playing with his tits always got his heart racing, but rubbing his clit was like a shot of an aphrodisiac. If there was any button to press that could boost his sex drive within a matter of seconds, that was it. So, as Brandi began to slowly pump into his tight little pussy, he started rubbing it. It was already super sensitive from the penetration, and the friction of his fingers across the tissue caused his abdomen to buckle.

  “Oh shit!”

  He closed his eyes, counting the breaths and the forward thrusts of his partner and her magnificent cock, and focused on that little ball of awesomeness. Pleasure exploded throughout his lower abdomen. He rubbed it faster, until his brain told him that it hurt. He couldn’t stop himself. Brandi was fucking him, and he wanted to lose himself inside the girl-skin.

  Meanwhile, Brandi had wrapped her arm around one of his legs and started to really fuck him. He heard her panting hard, swallowing mouthfuls of air as the sweat started to pour onto her face. He felt the impacts of her groin against his swollen mound. Everything around him moved back and forth. He was being fucked like a girl, like one of his girlfriends when he still had his cock, and he loved everything about it.

  Evan reached orgasm on one of Brandi’s hardest thrusts. He convulsed right there on the bed as his pussy clenched her cock tight. But she wouldn’t pull out. She continued to pummel his wet hole until everything down there had surpassed the tingling phase and gone straight to being numb. As his eyes saw white, he felt himself being turned over. Brandi continued to fuck him from behind now, slamming her lower abdomen into his round, girly ass.

  “Fuck! Please … please don’t stop!”

  She had the drive now, the intensity of a man on the brink of climax. Evan felt like he was on the business end of a jackhammer, taking the full blow of the tool over and over and over. Each time, the head of her cock would thrust so far inside his cunt that the resulting shock wave of ecstasy would cause him to cry out in pleasure. It felt great to be fucked like a girl, to have his pussy spread open and filled repeatedly. It was so pleasurable, in fact, that his mind simply neglected basic bodily functions, like swallowing. Evan’s lips were covered with his own drool, and a pool of it had stained the sheets. He didn’t care. His heart could’ve stopped. His lungs could’ve closed up. He wouldn’t have noticed it. Brandi was giving him the pounding of a lifetime.

  After what sounded like a guttural groan from his energetic partner, Evan felt the weight of Brandi against his ass, and the full length of her throbbing cock within his pussy. Her warm seed began to spill inside him, and he knew that she had reached her first male orgasm. He came with her, his arms and legs trembling, and his ass thrusting back against her sweating body. She filled him to the brim with hot, gooey cum, and then he felt it oozing down the exterior of his pussy.

  They both caught their breaths.

  “So, that’s what that feels like,” Brandi said, pulling back. Her softening cock popped out. “Damn.”

  Evan rolled to his back with an arm draped over his stomach. He couldn’t put his legs together. Everything down there was just so hot that it needed space to cool down.

  Brandi had Cassandra’s phone again. “Hey Evan.” She turned towards him and snapped a photo. Evan winced as the flash almost blinded him. “Made sure to get that pussy in the frame too. Cassandra will find that later.”

  Three hours later, to be exact. Brandi had swapped her dick for the usual parts thanks to the red lace panties still on the app’s list. Her pussy and ass came back without any problems, though she did comment that her skin looked better than before. She took a shower and went off to work. Cassandra came home from her babysitting job ten minutes after that. Evan was still female below the neck.

  “All right, what happened?” were the first words out of her mouth.

  “Well, we had sex,” Evan admitted. Neither one of his girlfriends minded that.

  “And?” Cassandra grabbed her phone. The photo gallery was still on the screen, including the latest addition to it. “Are you kidding me? Is that cum?”

  Evan scratched his scalp. “Yeah.”

  “That fucking bitch. Evan, I told you not to let her take my phone!” She pulled up the app again. “Oh, I see. Male briefs. So she grew a dick and you got fucked, huh? Real cool, Evan. This was supposed to be—”

  “—between the two of us, I know.”

  “Clearly you don’t.” She rubbed her temples. “I can’t stand her anymore. She can’t just come into my room and take my phone. I should’ve never showed her the app. You should’ve stopped her.”

  Evan knew she had a right to be angry, but he couldn’t tell if it was from the
phone-stealing or jealousy. Brandi had been the one to first replace his cock with a pussy. Cassandra then went on to turn the rest of his body into a girl’s, sans head. And then Brandi had grown herself a real cock and fucked him. The photo in Cassandra’s phone was like a trophy. Hey look what I did with your app. Bet you can’t top that!

  “This is it,” she said. “The last straw, or whatever. She ain’t doing this anymore.”

  Evan suggested the password again. It was a good idea. Any responsible person put a password on their phone for situations exactly like this one. Well, not exactly.

  Cassandra had more in mind.

  Evan didn’t find out what until many hours later—after they had both gone to bed. He kept his female body all throughout the night, and even tried to coax Cassandra into another episode of sex. She wasn’t interested, nor was she very talkative. Evan knew he had done something wrong. He knew he should’ve taken the phone back from Brandi. Regardless of the fantastic sex that had ensued, he had wronged Cassandra by not doing a damn thing.

  He couldn’t say for sure what woke him that following morning. Sunlight was already streaming into the bedroom. He yawned and pulled himself halfway out of the bundle of sheets. A warm glow covered his tits. Evan gave each a generous squeeze before he lowered his head back to his pillow in search of some sweet dreams behind his eyelids. It wasn’t time to get up yet.

  His ears picked up a ruckus just across the hall. The bedroom door was mostly shut, but he could hear two girls shouting at each other. He was wide awake now. Whatever they were arguing about, it was one hell of a commotion, with curse words and threats being thrown back and forth with escalating intensity. Cassandra hadn’t been too pleased last night, and now she wanted Brandi to know it.