All too much

It was all too much all at once; the smooth, silky hair brushing his exposed skin, the shots of liquor he had downed at the bar, warming up his new body. As he attempted to catch his breath, Connor could feel the bra he had picked out pushing his tits up and out, showing off his new cleavage. The matching thong riding his sensitive new pussy, begging to be used properly. 


It didn’t help that the man he had brought home from the bar had already stripped down in front of him, giving him a perfect look at the cock he could tell his body wanted to ride more than anything else right now. It was supposed to be a simple plan, use the spell to transform his body and see how the other half lived for a night, then go back to his old body in the morning. He had had fun picking out the perfect form, a model he followed online, and buying an outfit to match. One night out, to satisfy his curiosity and then he’d go back to his real life.


He hadn’t expected  to be so turned on though. He had made Connor feel so girly, towering over him as he rubbed up against him at the bar, lingering for just a moment longer than he should have as he felt the beginnings of an erection press into his ass through the sheer dress. They had gotten a little frisky on the cab ride back to his place, Connor drawing his manicured fingers around the outline of his unexpected new friend’s cock through his pants while the man explored his curves, sending ripples of nervous pleasure through his body as his hands reached his chest.


He hadn’t considered the consequences until it was too late, but then again, it had been too late the second he had stepped into his new body, the spell transforming his unremarkable male form to an unforgettable woman’s. Everything about his new body felt like it was built for sex: His full breasts, longing to be caressed by someone who knew what he was doing, his wide hips perfect handles to be pulled in closer during sex. And now here he was, about to lose his virginity not as a man, but as a woman. He’d be giving up any chance at returning to his old body, the spell was very clear on that point, but if it felt this good, did he even care? It turned him on to think of a future as a woman. The spell had let him copy this woman’s body, but what he decided to do in the next split second would decide whether he would go back to his mediocre life or make her curves his own.


“Fuck me. Before I change my mind.” Connor gasped, both shocked at the words coming out of his mouth and even more turned on by how slutty he sounded. It was time to give in. It was time to claim his new life.

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Like what you see?

Are you sure you want this?

It’s not fair