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Changing Channels-The Miniseries By Zouscha I felt myself breaking out in a cold sweat when I gunned the engine and piloted the panel van down the street. Man, how could I be so stupid, breaking into somebody's house just to prove I had big enough balls to join Iota Gamma Fraternity. I'm willing to bet they didn't make everybody do this. But I had a house off campus, so to fit in I had to work a little harder. My friend Ron was in the back seat and my girlfriend Karen was in the front, giggling hysterically. 'Geez, cool it guys! The last thing any of us needs is a criminal record when we're nineteen.' They quieted for a moment, then started to giggle again. Maybe it was their way of relieving the tension. Me, I just drove. We pulled into my driveway. My dad left when I was just small, and my Mom died last year, leaving me the house. I was okay financially, but it didn't make any sense to live on campus, so I lived there alone. Karen was over a lot so it wasn't so bad. I opened the garage and Ron and I carted the big TV into the house. Well, I hope this impressed the guys. It was a strange looking TV; no brand name anywhere I could find. We parked it in my living room. Ron ran to the fridge to get a few beers. We all popped them open, and I drank mine right down even though it was 3 in the morning. I was still a bit wired from the danger of the experience, as were they, I guessed. 'So, let's hook up this TV, since we risked our necks for it' Karen chirped. I unplugged my regular set and Ron and I lifted the heavy TV onto the stand in the corner of my living room. I hooked up the cable, plugged it in, and nothing but static. Shit. 'Check to see if it's hooked up right', Ron said. I did, and everything seemed to be in order. Karen was flicking the remote past channel after channel of static. 'Tough luck , Keith. Looks like we got a lemon.' I grabbed the remote, and flicked through a few more channels, when suddenly the picture came through clear as a bell. And what a picture it was! It was some serious hardcore pornography. A cute girl was on all fours in the process of getting the fucking of her life from a faceless stud. Another hunk came around front and stuck his dick in her face. She grabbed at it hungrily and began giving him a blowjob as she was getting nailed from behind. Another blond bimbo was hovering around, rubbing her big breasts all over all three of the others. We sat there transfixed as these people moaned and groaned their way to orgasm. I was fascinated by the girl at the center of it all; she was drop-dead gorgeous, and insatiable. She wiggled against both cocks with a passion that fascinated me. I stole a glance at Karen and Ron. They were both staring slackjawed at the screen. Couldn't help noticing that Ron had a monstrous boner, as did I. Karen sat between us, breathing heavily. The group on screen were approaching their climax. The blonde had moved underneath the other girl and was licking her tits as she pumped away at the two studs. Then, in unison, the removed themselves and began coming, one squirting blob after blob onto her arched back, while the other covered her face with sticky cream. Just then it seemed as though the TV had exploded. We were surrounded by a bright flash. I shut my eyes, but when I opened them, all I could see was purple spots. Karen and Ron were similarly affected, blinking in the sudden darkness. It seemed the TV was off, perhaps for good. Karen spoke first. 'Wow, that was pretty intense.' Ron shifted uncomfortably on the sofa. 'I can't believe this. I came in my pants.' I realized that I'd done the same. Karen just crossed her legs and blushed. Ron was cursing now, and got up to walk home. 'Gotta take a shower.' He mumbled, as he stumbled out the door. Me too. I headed for the shower and turned on the water. Peeling off my clothes, I could see I was a sticky mess. What a weird evening this was! I must have been under the shower for a good ten minutes, just letting the hot water flow down on my head. I was mildly dizzy and figured I'd just stay under the water until it passed. Then the curtain swung open and there was Karen, grinning at me. 'I'd like to take a shower, too, and if I don't get in here soon you'll use up all the hot water.' I grunted in response. The lightheadedness seemed to be getting worse. Karen lathered up and was done before I'd even moved. Only when the water turned cold did I finally get out, shuffling into my bed in the darkness. Karen was already sound asleep, and I joined her within thirty seconds. My dreams were full of strange images. Large men hovered over me, but I was not afraid. They were naked and fully erect. I couldn't take my eyes off of them for a long time. One of the moved closer and closer, his huge cock dangling just over my lips. I felt myself reaching out??.. I was awakened the next morning by Karen. She was more than a little randy today, I thought. My lightheadedness had seemed to pass; the true test would be when I stood up. But Karen was having none of that. Her hands were inside my shorts, wrapped around my cock. I was a bit slow to respond, I noticed. Never had this problem before. Karen was naked and doing her best to turn me on, first nuzzling my crotch, then licking her way up to my chest. When she circled one of my nipples with her tongue, I let out a gasp and my cock jumped in her hand. Wow, that felt good. Karen, no slow learner, moved to my other nipple and gave it the same treatment. I moaned loudly, and suddenly I was as hard as a rock. Karen took advantage and climbed on top of me, stuffing me inside her. This was a lot more aggressive than she usually was in bed, but it kind of turned me on. She pinned my arms back and lowered her head to my chest, flicking her tongue against my now highly-erect nipples. Each touch was met by a twitch of my cock inside her as she ground her hips against my crotch. It became a game to her, playing with my chest to heighten her arousal. I could see that she was enjoying herself immensely, and she let out her little sigh that told me she'd had an orgasm. She trembled for a minute, then returned to the task at hand. Still holding me down, she sucked one, then the other little nub into her mouth. I was helpless beneath her. I wondered where he'd gotten the strength. I wasn't exactly protesting, though. Then, she squished herself on my pole as far as she could go and bit one nipple and tweaked the other simultaneously. I felt as if I'd just been electrocuted, and I came immediately, squirting jet after jet into her dripping pussy. I felt exhausted, even though I realized I hadn't done any of the work. Karen looked down at me triumphantly. She was certainly enjoying being on top; I got the feeling it wouldn't be the last time. She let my arms go and let out a low whistle. 'Boy, that was the best I ever had, baby. And I know you enjoyed it.' She was right, I was grinning from ear to ear. It was definitely kind of kinky. Karen got a quizzical look on her face. 'Did you shave your chest or something? Because I could have sworn there was a bit of hair there the other day." I reached down, and felt my smooth, hairless chest. I hadn't done anything that I knew of. But now it was as soft as a baby's butt. Karen, sensing my softening cock begin to slip out of her, got up off me and surveyed my nakedness. 'Your legs don't look too hairy either.' Now I was getting a bit concerned. Creakily, I got out of bed and walked over to the full ?length mirror I had by my closet. Sure enough, I didn't have a hair on my body except on my head and my crotch. Karen had already hopped into the shower as I stood there examining myself. Looking closer at my chest, my nipples seemed larger and darker than before. I touched one tentatively and was rewarded with the same tingly glow Karen had given me. I couldn't help myself; I started playing with them gently, feeling the warm surge pass through me. They were fat and erect now, and so sensitive. I could feel another erection coming on. God, I thought, I better take a cold shower. I stayed out of Karen's way and ducked into the shower myself. My lightheadedness seemed to return, so I washed up as quickly as possible. My erection subsided under the cool water. I toweled off and went back to the bedroom to get dressed. Karen was sitting on the edge of the bed, wearing one of my favorite shirts. " My clothes got all messed up, so I borrowed some of yours.' I had to admit I liked the way she looked in my clothes. I threw on some clothes of my own. Everything seemed a little baggy today for some reason. I guess I was losing a bit of weight. I had to change my shirt twice. My nipples were still so sensitive that I had to wear something that wouldn't have me cumming in my pants every five minutes. Karen seemed to have a little trouble of her own. Her jeans were a little tight on her, even though she'd just bought them last week. We had to go to the mall to do some shopping- some friends of Karen's were having birthdays. We wandered from shop to shop; I was still a bit fuzzy, and I just tagged along wherever she went. We wound up in Victoria's Secret. I'd always been a little embarrassed to stop in there, but today I was intrigued. The smell of the place was enticing, and I found myself enthralled with all the silky, satiny things there. Karen looked at me a bit funny. 'Guys are always in here buying stuff for their girlfriends or wives, but really they want it for themselves.' I impulsively took a pink teddy off the rack. 'How about this?' I asked. She looked at me again. 'Well, okay.' I didn't know what had just come over me, but I wanted that flimsy little number. For her or for me, I wondered. As we walked out of the store, Karen winced. 'It's kind of odd, but these jeans are just killing me.' We walked into the Gap and she quickly picked out a larger pair in a men's size. She seemed relieved, if a bit puzzled. As I watched her, I could have sworn that she had gotten a bit taller. My pants were a bit baggier than before, so I went to the dressing room to try on a smaller size, but they didn't fit right either. Then, on a lark, she gave me another pair. 'Try these on and see what you think,' she said. I went in, and these fit perfectly on me. It was only after I took them off again that I noticed that they were a women's cut. Well, without the tag I guess no one would know, I rationalized, and bought them. We went back to Karen's apartment. I was wiped out from all the walking we'd done, but Karen seemed fresh as a daisy. And now I was certain she had gotten a little bigger. I used to be four inches or so taller than her, but now we seemed almost the same height. Was I getting smaller as well? Now my sneakers didn't fit. I took one off and examined my feet. They were definitely smaller. I went into her bathroom and stripped down to take a look at myself. My baggy clothes had kind of hidden things, and what I saw shocked me. I'd lost a lot of weight, and I had to be at least two inches shorter. I had no hair on my body. My face had changed ever so slightly; it was hard to tell exactly how. And no razor stubble- it was smooth to the touch. It was cold in the bathroom, but it seemed like my balls and cock had shrunk a bit. Conversely, my nipples were hard , dark and swollen. The areolas had gotten larger as well. They seemed too large for the rest of my body. I brushed my fingers over them and was rewarded with the same warm buzz I'd experienced earlier. I couldn't keep away, and found myself playing with them as I got an erection. I opened my mouth and closed my eyes as I fondled my chest. What was happening to me? Karen came up behind me and snapped me back to reality. I blushed crimson as I realized my position. But she seemed unperturbed. She had a joint in her mouth and lit it. Taking a deep drag, she handed it to me. 'It's been a strange day- I think we both need this', she said. I took the joint from her and inhaled deeply. Karen surveyed me and said, 'Something's going on here.' Well, that was an understatement, I thought. But the weed started hitting me and I relaxed. We floated into her bedroom and she removed her clothes. Standing next to her now, I could see she was taller than me. But what struck me was that she had gotten more muscular. I ran my hands over her arms and marveled at them. She'd never lifted a weight in her life as far as I knew, but she felt solid. She pushed me down on the bed and closed her lips over one of my nipples. My cock twitched but didn't seem to be getting any harder. Karen humped against my limp member, and that, along with her lips, was driving me crazy. I moaned in ecstasy. Suddenly Karen got up from the bed, leaving me splayed out among the sheets, my eyes closed, drifting on the double high of sex and dope. When she returned, I caught the aroma of her bath gel. I opened my eyes to see her towering over me on the bed, rubbing the gel over a strap-on dildo she wore low on her hips. 'Where did you get that?' I croaked. She smiled impishly. 'There's a lot about me you don't know. Me and the girls have been known to have a little?.fun on occasion.' She knelt down and grabbed my legs, throwing them over her shoulders and leaving me wide open. The smell of the bath gel filled the air as she aimed her dildo for the entrance to my asshole. I guess the dope was making me relaxed; I wasn't tense at all. She pushed her way in and I could see stars as I could feel her hard plastic dick bury itself deeper and deeper inside me. Karen's face had a set, determined look to it. I felt my insides relax completely, and all at once her eight inches hit bottom. Slowly, she withdrew, then plunged back into me with enough force to make me gasp. I wiggled ever so slightly against the invader- this was a sensation that I wanted to maximize. Every time she buried herself to the hilt, a small thrill ran through my body. Karen was increasing the pace of her fucking, and the thrills got closer and closer together. I began bucking my own hips in time to her thrusts, grunting in exquisite agony. Our hips were a blur now. I squirmed under her as she plowed away, and I could hear my own squeals as if they were coming from some faraway place. Then Karen took both hands and pinched and twisted my nipples. I screamed uncontrollably, my cock flopping and spurting streams of spunk all over my chest. I licked a gooey strand off of my lips; it had a peculiar taste, and I felt a warm tingle as I swallowed it. When there was none left on my lips, I took a fingerful off my chest and sucked it down. Again, the warm tingle. Before long, I had cleaned every bit of it off me, and still I craved more. Karen eased her dildo out of my ass and pushed my legs off her shoulders. As my eyes began again to focus, I could see that she now had the build of a female athlete. Her strong arms were matched by the rest of her. She'd always been a bit flat in the chest department, but now her breasts seemed to almost disappear. I was stunned. Karen seemed a bit stunned herself. 'It's as if someone else is inhabiting my body. I was turned on by the feeling of power as I fucked you, Keith. It's kind of intoxicating. There's just one bit of unfinished business. And I need your help.' She unstrapped the dildo and threw it aside, and pulled my head to her pussy. I bent to the task at hand, licking and sucking on her clitoris. It seemed to be growing. I lay underneath her as she straddled my face, humping her clit against me to increase her pleasure. I felt her hard little nub force its way between my lips. She was in her own world right now, and humped against me until, screaming and trembling, she came. Her trigger twitched and spasmed. It almost seemed like a little cock. I flashed back to my dream the night before. The image of the large cock was still vivid in my mind. I found myself wishing that Karen had had a cock for me to suck, which I found profoundly unsettling. I wasn't gay, but I'd just allowed myself to be taken up the ass by my girlfriend's strap-on dildo, and I'd enjoyed the experience. And I was beginning to fantasize about sucking a man's cock. What was going on here? Karen lay back on the bed- she'd fallen back asleep. I was monstrously tired myself; I hadn't had much sleep last night either, but I dragged myself out of the bed and searched for my clothes. For some reason, I couldn't remember where I'd put them. I searched Karen's apartment high and low, but they were nowhere to be seen. I found myself absent-mindedly going through her drawers, smelling the perfumey things. I took out a pair of black silk panties and held them to my face, breathing in their intoxicating scent, then letting them drift down my smooth, hairless body. I felt tingly all over, but for some reason, my cock wasn't participating in the fun. It still lay there, small and limp. Only when I fluttered the panties over my nipples did I notice a tiny stirring in my groin. I couldn't imagine an orgasm without my cock being involved, but I felt pretty close to one. I shimmied into the black panties- I'd already stretched them out a bit by playing with them. They were tight on me but they felt so good I didn't want to take them off. I went back to Karen's underwear drawer and pulled out a flimsy teddy with spaghetti straps. The feel of it on my skin excited my nipples, which stood out straight and proud . They were even darker and fuller now than before, and even a little puffy and swollen. Continuing my search, I found her push-up bra. Karen had complained that it was too tight on her boobs. I put the teddy aside for a moment and with trembling hands, I put it on. I struggled to get it clasped, but it pushed everything I had together into the barest of cleavages. Surveying myself in the mirror, I almost fainted. The tight panties had flattened my cock, and the miracle bra gave me something approaching a set of breasts. But I needed more. I crept into her bathroom and found some ruby-red lipstick and mascara. I'd never done this before, but something was driving me on. I surveyed my reflection and muttered 'damn, you look sexy'. Then I blew a kiss to myself in the mirror. Back in the bedroom, Karen was snoring. I took her laundry bag and stuffed it full of her best underwear; I had stopped wondering why I was doing these things, I just knew that I had to. There were a few slinky dresses of hers that I knew didn't fit me. I took them anyway. Even if I couldn't wear them, I needed to feel them against me. I was losing my mind, but I didn't care. I threw on the jeans I had just bought, and one of Karen's stretchy black tops, and one last thing- the spikiest high heels she owned. Then I practically ran back to my house. When I got there, Julia, Ron's girlfriend, was sitting on the steps, her eyes red from crying. She'd come over here to get away from Ron. Ever since last night he'd been a crazy man. All he'd wanted to do was have sex. She thought it was fun at first, but then he seemed almost obsessed with it. She'd come over here to see if there was any reason that I could think of for his behavior. Only after she spilled out her story did she stop to ask me if I was feeling all right. 'You look like an extra from Rocky Horror' she said, laughing. Julia was a nice girl, tall for an Asian, and a bit on the thin and flat side, with wire-rim glasses that made her look a little like a professor. Ron always liked her and said she was better in bed than she looked. I had a feeling I knew where Ron's compulsion had come from. When I explained to her what went on last night, she first expressed disapproval for how we got the TV, then outright skepticism as to its effects. 'Let me see this.' she said, and I turned on the set, filling the room with static. Julia grabbed the remote and clicked impatiently through the channels. I had a fleeting thought that maybe I'd just hallucinated the whole thing. Then, the porno channel returned. Two busty women were taking turns sucking a stud's cock, then kissing and fondling each other, crushing their breasts together. The stud dumped his load on their chests, and they rubbed the spunk all over their boobs as they french-kissed, grinding their hips together. The stud was forgotten as they fell into a 69, licking each other with studded tongues, lashing their clits until they were writhing in a screaming frenzy. I was unable to tear my eyes away from the screen even as I heard Julie making little mewling noises off to my left. I could feel my chest burning with desire. I reached down to touch a fat nipple, and sparks flew behind my eyes. Julia's moans reached a fever pitch, and then it was if the set had exploded once again. The flash passed through me, as I experienced what could only be described as a full-body orgasm. It was as if my toes and my hair were cumming, the sensation was so intense. I could feel a dampness in my panties as the tingling slowly faded. Julia was on the couch, her jeans and panties around her ankles, her fingers frantically playing with her pussy, her eyes squinted shut in ecstasy. 'Oh my God!' she repeated over and over. Slowly she came down from her unearthly high. 'That was the most amazing thing I've ever experienced' she said. 'And all I can think of is getting more.' But the TV had nothing to offer but static- I shut it off. Julia went back to diddling herself, giddy with the feeling. 'Every part of me feels like an erogenous zone right now.' She giggled. She quickly pulled her sweater over her head. Her small bra seemed suddenly to be straining to contain her. Removing it, she felt her breasts surging free. I watched her in amazement; she'd lost any inhibition she'd had. Touching one of her erect nipples, she threw her head back and purred. I knew that feeling myself. Leaning over, I closed my mouth over her other nipple and gently flicked it with my tongue. Julia moaned again, and grabbed my hair with her hands., holding me against her chest as she squealed. Then she grabbed at my sweater, pulling it over my head. Now my secret was really out. The black bra now fit me perfectly, and looking down, I could see that now the push-up cups were full to overflowing with womanly softness. In a flash, though, Julia had removed my bra and buried her face between my little mounds. I was still adjusting to the fact that I had these cute little titties hanging from my chest. Julia seemed almost not to notice as she devoured one, then the other breast. Now it was my turn to gasp and squeal. My voice seemed impossibly high and squeaky. I was pushed back on the couch as Julia hovered over me, a crazed look in her eye. Her breasts hung down over my face, and I took the opportunity to once again flick my tongue at a hard swollen bud. But she had other fish to fry. Her fingers unsnapped my jeans and pulled at my waistband, tugging my jeans down off my legs, leaving me naked except for my panties. She moved a long finger inside the leg of the panties, probing inside the satiny prison. When she reached her destination, I felt an odd sensation. As stimulated as I was, I had no erection. Julia pulled my panties down to reveal the small little nub that my penis had become. It was no longer than an inch, and had been pierced with a little gold ring! I watched in amazement as she played with it and took it into her mouth. It felt so utterly dreamy that my whole body was abuzz. I realized that I was screaming and moaning, as I humped my crotch wildly at her. She not only held on, but quickened her pace, her tongue a blur. I felt my climax building- I was losing control as I thrashed about on the couch. I was being swept along, totally out of my mind. My heart was about to burst out of my chest, and I screamed. Then, the wave crashed over me.. The sheer intensity of it may have made me black out, I wasn't sure. I was trembling uncontrollably, then slowly I relaxed, every pore in my body tingling with the afterglow. I lay there, unable and unwilling to move. I was dimly aware of Julia moving up my body. She put her mouth on mine and stuck her tongue forcefully down my throat. I didn't resist, but as our tongues intertwined, I could feel a lump. Her tongue was pierced! I wondered how this could happen, but I was interrupted by the insistent pressing of her breasts against mine. I felt the beginnings of another orgasm- this one less earth-shattering than the last, more of a warm yummy glow. Julia was grinding against me, straining to get off, writhing on top of me. Her breathing became irregular, and her orgasm was heralded by a single squeak followed by a long sigh. She collapsed on top of me, completely spent. After a minute, I squirmed out from underneath her. My head was pounding, and I headed for the bathroom for some aspirin. Only after I'd swallowed a few did I give myself a good look in the mirror. There was no doubt now. My hair had gotten longer, and my face, while it was still mine, had subtly altered somehow. It was a woman's face, and a damn fine one at that. I guessed that I was about four inches shorter than before. I had a perky but not overly large set of breasts, capped with dark brown nipples, which even now stood proudly erect. A slim waist and curvy hips led to a shapely pair of legs. And between those legs was the most amazing thing of all. I somehow knew when I'd had my orgasms that I was now different down there. But it was still a shock to pull back a pair of pussy lips to expose a clit where my manhood used to be. Thinking about cocks right now, all I could come up with is that I wanted one inside me. I tried to imagine having a cock of my own and couldn't. My mind seemed to be burying the old me. Julia came up behind me, purring into my ear, 'You were great, baby, but I still need more.' She started to reach for a nipple but I twisted away. I needed to get my bearings. Turning around, I got to survey Julia in her full glory. It was still her, but she had changed. Her boobs had swollen a few cup sizes. Where before she was skinny and flat-chested, now she was nothing but curves. Her face had become rounder, her lips fuller. She didn't seem to need her glasses any more . Her arm had acquired a small barbed wire tattoo, she had a pierced navel and tongue, a great ass and slender legs and arms. And she apparently was unaware or unconcerned that I was really a man in a woman's body. 'She kept calling me 'baby' in a voice that had risen an octave. She seemed almost drugged, not the shy, bookish girl I knew. And she was a sexual aggressor now. She threw herself against me, her tongue once again forcing itself past my lips. She was a woman on a mission, and I was helpless to defend myself. I gave in to the temptation and kissed her back. I could hear the subtle click as our tongue studs rubbed together. I surrendered completely. We made love on the counter and the floor, my back arching against the cold tile as she bit and tweaked my nipples at the same time she was grinding her clitty against mine. She seemed like a contortionist. I could feel my cum slowly building again, when there was a knock at my front door. Julia jumped up as if fired from a cannon, leaving me to writhe naked on the floor, unfulfilled. I could hear words outside as I struggled to my feet. Standing in the doorway was my friend?.whose name I seemed unable to remember right now. He was a beautiful hunk- perfect muscles rippling under the flimsiest of shirts, a monstrous erection bulging the front of his sweatpants. Julia wasted no time in getting those clothes down around his ankles. His prick was already at attention, and the mere sight of it caused me to gasp involuntarily. Julia popped it into her mouth and began to slurp him noisily. He looked up, smiling. ' Well, what have we here?' He eased Julia off his cock and crooked his finger in my direction. I hesitated only momentarily; a far-off voice screaming at me that this was wrong was being drowned out by a dampness between my legs and a burning sensation in my chest. I had to do this??. I fell to my knees in front of this man-god and put my mouth over his swollen meat. It had a faint musky taste as I fed it deeper and deeper, bumping against the back of my mouth while a full six inches remained exposed. I stroked up and down its length as I bobbed up and down on the mushroom head. It felt so large in my little hands. I let the little gold ball on my tongue drift lovingly over the hole at his tip. I traced a path with one of my pretty fingernails, around his huge balls and back and forth that sensitive little area between them and his asshole. He responded with a grunt as his cock throbbed in my mouth. Then, without warning, I plunged an unlubricated finger into his cute little hole, burying it to the second knuckle as I stuffed as much of his steely rod down my throat. I felt his balls clench as I opened wide. His spunk drenched my tonsils; it was all I could do to keep from choking. His powerful hands held my head in place as he shot wad after wad down my throat. I tasted the warm bitter taste of his cum, and knew I had to have more. I knew now that I could no longer resist. I licked his cock hungrily, not wanting to miss a molecule of his creamy man goo. I was addicted. As the last of it tricked down my throat, I could feel it reacting with my body. My instincts told me that not only did I want the sperm, I needed it. It was a key ingredient, the magic elixir that even now was subtly transforming my body. With every gulp I was more and more of a true woman, and that excited me. I would need another man's cum , and soon. I would get no more from the stud. I had drained him, and now it was Julia's turn to milk him dry. She was already throwing herself into the task. I had my own problems; I needed to get off. The sexual tension was building inside me and I craved an orgasmic release. At that moment Karen walked in the door. At least I thought it was Karen. She was wearing what were my old clothes; and the first thing I noticed was the tent in her pants. I had to free it. She looked at me strangely. 'Keith, is that you? My god, this is incredible!' I wanted to answer her but I was unable to speak. I pulled her pants down roughly and her cock sprang up, waving in my face like a bobble-headed doll. Before she/he could say anything else, I took this fine piece of meat into my mouth, tasting its salty, musky flavor. Karen wasn't as large as the other stud (what WAS his name?) so I could get practically all of his cock down my throat. I fondled his almost hairless balls, and heard him groan. This was good, but I needed more. I popped his tool out of my mouth, stood up and grabbed him by the hand, leading him into my bedroom. At least I thought it was my bedroom; lots of things seemed cloudy right now. I hurriedly tore off the rest of his clothes and pushed him onto the bed. Then I pounced on him like an animal. I kissed his cock up and down to make him nice and hard, but my steaming pussy could wait no longer. I straddled him and lowered my honey pot over his erect manhood. The head of his prick rubbed against my aching clitty. I grabbed it in my left hand, aimed it carefully, and sat slowly down, feeding his cock into me. It seemed to go on forever and ever. I almost fainted. The feeling of him inside me was so incredibly amazing that I couldn't move for a full minute. I stood still as I absorbed the sensation of being filled by a hot cock. Gradually, I came back to earth. I rose up on my cute little haunches and let him slide ever so slowly out of me. Then, just as I felt him about to get away from me, I sat back down, burying his bone in my wet depths. I could do this for hours, I thought. Karen, too, was beginning to come to life. He started arching his hips to meet my downward thrusts. I was dripping sticky torrents all over his crotch, and I reveled in the sweet sweaty smell of my sex. He placed his thumb on my clit and rubbed it rhythmically, giving me an extra bit of pleasure as we climbed the ladder toward our orgasms. His other hand came to rest on my breast, first cupping it as it jiggled with every thrust, then rubbing and twisting the nipple at just the right time. I screamed as I came, my voice high but sexy with passion. I redoubled my efforts. I had but one mission now, and it was to bring this man, my man, to climax. My hips were a blur as I pumped against him, my pussy muscles twisting and pulling at him even as I gushed uncontrollably. His breathing became more rapid and his movements more erratic. I knew the signs; I impaled myself upon him one last time, then held him as far inside me as I could, every muscle in mybody clenching to hold his cock prisoner. His face turned crimson, then he screamed himself. Jet after jet of scalding cum erupted inside me. I held him so tightly between my legs that nothing escaped. I wanted every drop of his wonderful semen. Karen had an incredulous look on his face. He couldn't believe what was happening. Then, his release finished, he relaxed. A second orgasm swept over me. I shuddered as I straddled his now-lifeless body, lost in my own private world of pleasure and excitement. I could feel his sperm deep inside of me, and a pleasant buzz descended over me. I looked down at my chest. I knew instinctively that I was changing again, and so was Karen. I looked down at his body; he'd been subtly enhanced. His pecs seemed a little sexier, his arms a little stronger, his body a little hairier. His hair had remained long. I found that so sexy in a man; I hoped he'd never cut it. As the tingling began to fade, I could feel my breasts becoming a little larger, a little more sensitive. I flicked one of my erect nubs and was rewarded with the shiver of another little orgasm. My body had become a finely-tuned instrument, I realized. I was capable of giving and getting so much pleasure; I didn't know where to begin. But I had a new purpose in life, and it made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. I toyed with the ring in my navel, and the delicate tattoo on my arm I rose up off the prone figure of Karen, his limp dick sliding reluctantly out of my velvet prison. I had our mingled juices running down my leg. As I stood, I felt just slightly off-balance. My chest was a little heavier, and the rest of me seemed so much smaller and lighter. Looking in the bathroom mirror, I was a head shorter than I used to be. I kept staring at the body in the mirror, trying to think things out. It was so hard, but I made a real effort. I had been a man not very long ago, I was sure of this. But right now, that couldn't have been farther away. There were things I knew I should remember, but couldn't. The man I'd just had sex with was once a woman named Karen, and we were once boyfriend and girlfriend. But something has happened to us. I fought against the fuzziness in my head. There were two other people out there as well. I knew them, somehow. All I could think about was his immense dick in my mouth, and her tongue on my pussy. I felt a momentary pang of recognition- these people were different now, too. And every time I got more sperm inside me, things seemed to change a little more. And now the number one priority in my life was getting more sperm. It was very important, even though I didn't really know why. I just had to have it. So many changes that my head hurt! But what had caused the changes? I thought back; I realized that we were watching the TV. Images of beautiful women having sex, and then??.I felt the blinding flash again. When I unclenched my eyes, I realized I'd had another orgasm. Had I passed out? What was I thinking about? I couldn't remember. I thought I'd get dressed- it seemed like something I should do. But first I cleaned myself up a bit in the shower, being careful to avoid getting the spray on my boobies. They were so sensitive. I also resisted the urge to play with them. I toweled off and went back to my bedroom. Something in my head told me it was time to go out and party. So I went into my closet. Where had all these clothes come from? Oh well, it didn't matter? It was hard with so many choices, but I finally settled on an all black leather outfit. It fit me so perfectly, I felt as if I'd been poured into it. My boyfriend Ken would just love me in these. I got a favorite pair of spiky heels; they made me feel so much taller. My spiky black hair with highlights seemed to be perfect, even though I'd done nothing with it. It just took a few minutes to get my makeup on, and the bright red lipstick on my pouty lips. I was ready for my man at last. But when I opened the door, he was nowhere to be found. Behind the door to the other bedroom, I heard muffled sounds. I crossed over to the door, and put my ear to it. These were the mingled grunts and groans of hot sex. I felt a little wet tingle in my crotch. Ever so slowly, I turned the knob with my little hand, and cracked the door open a few inches. There on the bed was my friend Julia. She was taking two men at once. Her mouth was closed over her boyfriend's cock. She was quite the expert. But her hips were grinding back against the man fucking her from behind. It was my Ken! The three of them didn't even notice me. Julia's big tits swayed back and forth in time to the thrusting my man was giving to her. She was lost in her own sexual fantasy world, the greedy slut. Well, I thought, two can play that game. I grabbed my purse, emptied Ken's wallet of cash, and strode out into the night, bent on my own brand of revenge?? I walked for what could have been hours. I didn't really know where I was going, but the effort seemed to be worthwhile. Finally I stopped in front of a place called Club Loco. I could hear the dull throb of hip-hop music inside. A crowd had gathered outside, hoping to gain admission to the party within. Two large bouncers stood outside, with their arms crossed, their faces expressionless. I fought my way through to the front of the crowd. Just as I got near the front of the line, I was jostled by someone's elbow, and one of my boobs popped free of my dress. It felt so good dangling free in the cool air that I only reluctantly began to tuck it back inside. The bouncer noticed, and with an evil smile on his face, came toward me and lifted the velvet rope. I was inside. The club was ear-shattering, and the flashing lights seemed to freeze the dancers crowded onto the floor. People weren't so much dancing as they were bouncing against each other, the place was so packed. I headed for the bar and got the specialty drink of the house. It was pink and I assumed it was loaded with alcohol. But it tasted sweet going down., and I surveyed the club, my antenna sharply attuned. I caught the eye of a couple of girls making out on the edge of the room. The taller one broke her kiss and sauntered over to me. She wore black leather pants as well, and a stretchy top that mashed her breasts down to a near- flatness perforated by two erect nipples. Her hair was dirty blonde and cut short. Her sleeveless outfit let her muscular arms show. A tattoo of two hearts with an arrow through them adorned her left bicep. I followed her back to her friend, a shorter, slimmer girl no more than 20. She took a drag on her cigarette as she surveyed me. We pushed our way out on the floor, where we technically danced, but more realistically rubbed against one another. Names had not yet been exchanged, but I felt two sets of hands roaming over my body. I stretched my arms over my head and closed my eyes as I let the beat of the music carry me away. When I opened my eyes, the girls had moved on, back to drilling each other's mouths with their tongues. And they hadn't been the answer to my real need, which was a hot load of sperm. It didn't take long for him to appear. He was cute and sexy looking, but I could see that he was dancing with me for one reason. A pair of dark female eyes met mine, and it was obvious that I was in the process of stealing someone's boyfriend, whether I intended to or not. I kind of got a kick out of watching her steaming as I rubbed my tits against her boyfriend. A momentary lull in the music made conversation possible.'I'm Tony' he shouted. 'I'm Keisha' I replied, not even thinking about it. It just popped into my head that that was my name, that's all. The music cranked up again, and further talk was useless. I put my arms around Tony's neck, and it was then that I saw the look of disgust on his girlfriend's face. She turned away, and I lost sight of her. I could feel Tony's boner through his pants. He'd have a better evening with me tonight, anyway, I thought. I reached down to lightly caress his crotch and watched him smile. Meanwhile, the two girls had been joined by a third. She was taller, and somehow something didn't seem just right about her. Only after she turned around did I notice that she was a he. He was very pretty nonetheless, and fit very well in his slinky dress. I had to get a closer look. I glided through the crowd, Tony following behind like a lost puppy. As I approached, they smiled. At just that moment, the music paused. 'Let's party at my place!' I screamed. Then the music resumed its ear-splitting pace, and if anyone wanted to argue or refuse, it was too late. Tony didn't look to happy that he'd have to share me, but I resolved to make it up to him later. The five of us tumbled out the exit of the club into the crisp night air. As we headed for the parking lot, a car screeched by, flashing its headlights. Through a rolled-down window came a scream of 'Fuck you, Tony!'. Tony was not happy. 'Bitch stole my car. She took my keys. Shit.' I had no car. But a sultry voice came to the rescue. 'Not to worry, folks. Follow me to the party wagon.' It was a faded green station wagon, but it had room for all of us. The transvestite behind the wheel introduced himself as Crystal. The girls were Joann (the muscular one) and Patty (the slimmer and younger one). Out here , away from the darkness of the club, she looked even younger than before. She went back to making out with Joann, and I turned my attention to Tony. He was still fuming about his car. 'If she gets so much as a scratch on it, I'll kill her', he rumbled. I put my hand on his crotch and felt his hardness rise. 'Damn, you are one horny woman, Keisha.' , he laughed. He pawed at my breasts and I threw myself at him, sticking my tongue as far down his throat as I could. Crystal was pretty good with directions, and within a few minutes we were back at my house. It was dark inside, and a note on the door read "Went over to Ron's'. That must have been that big stud's name. I thought I should know him better, but the thought passed. I gathered myself together and opened the door. I flipped a switch to turn on some lights once I was inside. Looking around, the house looked different, but in ways I couldn't define. Was it bigger? Certain touches seemed different, but I was a bit foggy as to how things had been laid out before. My living room looked pretty much the same, with the couches and the big TV. But Tony wasn't interested in watching anything. He grabbed my arm tightly and led me up to my bedroom. 'I guess we'll just fend for ourselves' Crystal offered. She was already digging into the fridge as I reached the top of the stairs. Joann had already turned on the stereo and playing with the FM dial. Before long there was hip-hop blaring again, only a few decibels below the level of the club. I closed the door, muffling the noise somewhat. I stared at my room- I knew that this had changed. I had the most amazing clothes, rack after rack of them, each outfit better than the last. Tony didn't seem quite as appreciative. He'd dropped his pants and was waggling his dick at me. 'Suck it, bitch' he growled. I needed no invitation, but he grabbed my hair and pulled me down to his crotch. I started to cry a bit from the pain- that hurt! Tony had probably had a few too many drinks, because he was having trouble getting hard, despite my best efforts. He kept slamming his semi-erect dick in my mouth. I wanted his sperm very badly, but he was making it difficult. After a few minutes of this, he backed off and told me to strip. I was moving as fast as I could, but as I stood by the window, I looked out on the lawn to see a shadowy figure lurking under one of the trees. I couldn't be sure, but I'd be willing to bet it was Tony's dumped girlfriend. I guess I was standing in one place a little too long, because he got a little impatient with me. 'C'mon bitch, let's get it on!' he snarled as he reached across the bed and pulled my hair again. Now I was getting a bit annoyed, but my body could only react to the sight of a naked man before me. My nipples stiffened automatically as I removed my clothes. I bent low over his prone body and brushed my boobies across his crotch. The sensuousness of this seemed to be lost on Tony- he just mumbled, then pushed my head back down to his limp dick. I threw everything I had into making that thing stand up straight and tall. I fondled his balls, then squirmed one of my fingers deep down between his cheeks, rubbing at the entrance to his ass. Just then, I got a smack on the side of my head that set my ears ringing. 'Hey, I'm not like that fruitcake downstairs, bitch. I don't take it in the back door.' I lay across the bed, crying. My head was pounding, and my vision was blurry. Tony got up and walked out. I just lay back for a few minutes to gather myself. Finally a knock came on my door. It was Crystal. He seemed concerned. 'Seems your friend has gotten into the liquor cabinet. He also has only a pair of underwear on. He's kinda cute, but I don't think I'm his type.' 'I'm not sure he has a type. Here, help me up.' I was a bit woozy. I decided to put a silk bathrobe on, and went downstairs barefoot. I didn't want to risk heels on the stairs, even though I loved the feel on them on my tiny little feet. Tony had a glass of scotch in his hand. 'These girls are trying to ignore me. They'd rather suck each other's pussies than my dick.' He was getting way out of line, so I decided to take control. 'Let's see what's on TV, shall we? Tony, have a seat.' I flipped briskly through the channels until I found what I wanted. Everyone stood motionless as the scene unfolded on the tube. 'Holy shit' cried Tony, as he sank down on the couch. Crystal took his place next to him. Even the girls stopped making out. I found myself enthralled by the picture. It was so clear and lifelike, and so much was going on. Two women were covered in oil and dancing, rubbing their big slippery tits against each other. A stud was pounding away at a young girl; she looked like she couldn't be more than 17, with little high school breasts. They jiggled ever so slightly, long thin nipples poking outward. Her face was a mask of total ecstasy. The view changed and we could see the stud taking her up the ass, plunging in and out with a ten-inch rod like a hot knife through butter. And in the corner was a threesome, a blonde surfer dude in a 69 with an athletic woman, while another man knelt behind him, feeding his large cock into his buddy's butt. The veins on the surfer's neck stood out as he absorbed the sensations he was getting at both ends. I bent down and whispered into Tony's ear, 'wow, look at that guy'. Tony was unable to speak. His hand was frantically stroking his cock inside his underwear. The surfer began screaming. Crystal had flipped open his skirt and was stroking his cock as well. I noticed that it was larger than I'd expected. His chest was heaving as well, and with his one free hand he reached in to fondle one of his small boobs. I could see now that he was a little further along than just being a crossdresser; he must have been taking hormone treatments as well. He'd hiked up his skirt and was stroking his little dick frantically, gasping. Joann and Patty were mesmerized as well. Patty lay on the couch under Joann as they ground their hips together. It was easy to see who the dominant partner was. Somehow, when I wasn't looking, they'd slipped off most of their clothes and were writhing around in their panties. The action on screen heated up, if that were possible, and four people on the couch looked as if they were about to explode. It was then that I heard the knock on the door. I went to open it; it was Ken. I suddenly felt weak in the knees at the sight of him, mentally raping him in my mind. But he had a woman with him. She looked familiar, and then I realized that it was the girl from the club. Ken smiled. 'This is Tina, and she'd like to beat the shit out of you after she beats the shit out of her no-good boyfriend.' Join the club, I thought. She breezed past me on her way into the living room. Ken and I locked eyes. I moved closer to him, and put my hand over his crotch. The heat shimmered through the tight material, and I could feel his coiled hardness. My nipples were as hard as pencils, and I felt that warm dampness between my legs return. 'I could use a good fucking right now,' I said. 'You took the words out of my mouth,' he replied. With that, I reached up to kiss him, my bathrobe falling to the floor. After a minute of passionate lip locking, he tore himself away just long enough to fling off his clothing. I raked my long fingernails down his back as I rubbed my sensitive nipples against the scratchy little hairs on his chest. Somehow we managed to make it into the living room. Tina stood next to Tony; she'd been snared by the hypnotic effect of the TV. Somehow Ken and I were immune, but they were enthralled. Tony's briefs were down around his ankles as he masturbated his big cock. Crystal had finally gotten his little thing hard and was pumping furiously. And somewhere, Joann had gotten hold of my strap-on dildo and was taking Patty from behind, all the while playing with her clit as best she could, and urgent look on her face. And now Tina stood there, her panties kicked into the corner as she obscenely held up her skirt to diddle herself, licking her lips with desire. It was as if they were all in their own little worlds. Then, the climax came on screen, the screams on TV being matched by the screams and groans in my living room. Then, a bright flash. I'd seen this before, I knew. I could feel a surge of horniness pass through me. Tony came in great big blobs, arcing in a spurt from his face down his chest. Crystal joined him, with an impressive display despite the small size of his manhood. His dick kept up its spurting for what seemed to be a full minute, leaving a puddle of jism on his belly. I couldn't be sure, but it seemed like his breasts had jumped a cup size as he lay there dumping his seed. Joann had shifted to overdrive and had pumped the dildo deep inside Patty as she moaned in orgasm. Patty was squealing as her face was buried in the rug, wiggling her ass in time to the thrusts from her lover. A final scream, and Joann fell on top of the younger women, the dildo buried to the hilt. Tina had fallen to the floor, two fingers up her pussy as she humped her hips up and down in an ecstatic dance. Slowly, she came out of her stupor, trembling. She looked at me, wide-eyed. 'What happened? I've?never come like that before. Who are you people?' I guess she was staring at Ken and I, stark naked. It seemed everyone had had an orgasm except the two of us. Tony got off the couch, a strange look on his face. 'Tina, what are you doing here?' He seemed confused. Tina got up off the floor and tried to straighten herself up without success. 'I feel so weird. I'm mad at you, Tony, but right now I'm not sure why. Where am I?' The question was directed to me. 'You're in my house, and you all need showers.' I said. 'You can take turns cleaning yourselves up.' Tony practically ran into the bathroom, and a few seconds later I heard him throwing up. Shortly after came the sounds of the shower running. 'Don't take too long; you'll use up all the hot water' I yelled. Tina still seemed a bit stunned. I decided to push her a little bit. 'You're right, Tony needs to be punished. And we're going to help you.' I was formulating a plan. In a few minutes, Tony emerged from the shower, wrapped in a towel and shivering. His macho swagger had disappeared. 'My clothes- I can't find them.,' he said. And then it hit me. 'That's all right, you won't need them yet.' I motioned for Ken to grab Tony from behind. I went over to the sleeping form of Joann and unsnapped the strap-on she'd just used on Patty. I walked over to Tina and helped her get the rest of her clothes off. She had a fine athletic body with two small, tight breasts. She stared at me blankly as I fitted the harness on her. I got a bottle of baby oil from the bathroom and lubricated the eight-inch length. Tony was beginning to understand what was going on and tried to fight his way free, but Ken was too strong for him. He wrestled him down onto the floor, his face ground into the carpet and his ass in the air. Tina started to get with the program, an evil smile crossing her face as she realized what was about to happen. I led her by her hand and positioned her behind Tony's quivering buttocks. I poured some oil down his crack, then pulled Tina forward by her dildo, penetrating him from behind. Tina squirmed forward, as Tony grunted and groaned at the raping he was taking at the hands of his ex-girlfriend. When she went as far as she could go, she wiggled her hips and yelled 'How does it feel to be fucked, asshole?' She was getting into it now, humping the plastic prick into Tony's butt faster and faster. The fight seemed to have gone out of Tony and he seemed resigned to his fate. He didn't resist her thrusting anymore. But we weren't done with him just yet. Ken lifted him up onto all fours, then waved his cock in his face. 'I think you need it at both ends.' Tony started to protest, but Ken grabbed him by the hair and bent his head back, then slid his hard meat into his victim's mouth. I was a little jealous as I watched Ken fuck his face; I wanted that cock for myself. Well, I guessed I'd have to wait my turn. Tony was gagging on Ken's prick with every downstroke, but Ken's firm grip on his head allowed no escape. Before long, Tony seemed once again to have adjusted to his predicament. Soon he was taking Ken's full length down his throat without strain. Tina's humping from behind was perfectly timed with Ken's humping from the front, so that they both achieved maximum penetration simultaneously. Together they nearly lifted him off the ground with each stroke. Then their cadence was broken as Ken was approaching his orgasm. Tina instinctively slowed, then stopped, buried to the hilt in Tony's ass as Ken showered his tonsils with wave after wave of creamy cum. A little dripped down his chin, but he seemed to have swallowed the rest. Not bad for a first- timer, I thought. Tina unsnapped the dildo while it was still buried in Tony's butt, then reattached it around his crotch, so that now it was firmly held inside of him. Tony moaned and then passed out on the floor. Tina stepped over him and came over to me. 'I want to thank you for that. It was like a dream come true for me.' She blushed. 'I have to admit that really turned me on- I'm so horny right now I could burst.' I looked around. Crystal had gone to the shower. Joann and Patty were asleep on the couch. Ken was missing in action. We were two naked, horny females, and it gave me a real kick watching her fuck her man in the ass. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I was imagining what it would be like to have a cock and fuck somebody. For a brief second, I visualized myself as a man making love to a woman. But Tina beckoned. 'Please, I need this so bad,' she moaned, one of her fingers inside her pussy. I flashed my tongue, giving her a view of my piercing just before I dropped to my knees in front of her to suck her pussy dry. I ran up and down the length of her slit, and was rewarded by screams and shivers of delight. Her clit was the bullseye of my affection; as I wound around and around it with my tongue, Tina lost control, tearing at my hair as she rammed my face into her crotch. Her orgasm was shattering, and she pushed me away as her body quivered like a tuning fork in its aftermath. I was so caught up in things that I didn't even notice we had an audience. Crystal had emerged from the shower with an amazed look on his face. ' I've lost all my body hair- it just washed right off.' He rubbed a hand over his cheek. 'Smooth as a baby's ass.' I only paid him brief mind as Tina snapped my head back between her legs. I began sucking on her clit, and she went ballistic. Her moans were so loud, they must have woken the two other girls. Out of the corner of my eye, Joann had flopped down on the couch next to us, and Patty had taken up the kneeling position in front of her. I held on for dear life to Tina's ass as she smashed her sloppy wet snatch against my mouth again and again. Finally she screamed, her whole body shaking in release. I stayed very still for about half a minute, then took another long slurp at her honey pot. She screamed again as she went through another orgasm. After three more of those, she pushed me away. 'You're killing me!' she cried. I licked my lips of the last of her nectar, and stood up to survey the scene. Patty was lewdly bent over as she serviced Joann. Her butt seemed a bit rounder and fuller than before. She'd been a skinny, hipless and titless girl when I first saw her naked this evening, but right now she seemed curvier and sexier. Joann seemed not to mind, as she was squirming against Patty's face on her way up to orgasm. Crystal sat in a chair in the corner, pulling on his limp penis as he frantically tried to satisfy himself. He seemed to be having trouble, but instinctively, I knew what to do. I bent over him and locked my lips against his right nipple. He groaned, and I moved away. 'No?.again?' he stammered. I took the hint and suckled his left nipple. His breasts were hot to the touch, and his whole body was flushed. I reached down and was met by a small hardon. I stroked it up and down as I moved back and forth between his breasts. They seemed to be growing a little bit as I pulled on those sensitive nipples. But my need for sperm propelled me downward. I took his little thing into my mouth and sucked it for all it was worth, as I fondled his balls. They felt no larger than marbles, and his dick couldn't have been more than three inches long, but it was as hard as a piece of steel. I rolled it around inside my mouth as I reached up to play with his breasts. My fingernails traced ever-smaller circles, ending at his fat erect nipples. His breathing became erratic as I could feel him tensing in anticipation. Just then I pinched his left nipple between my fingernails, and he lost it. Torrents of cum flew from his little rod. I swallowed all I could, but still some dribbled down onto Crystal's leg. I could feel his balls contract under his shaft. They seemed on the verge of disappearing entirely. I could tell, though, that I hadn't milked him dry just yet. I was about to pinch his other nipple, when unexpectedly, I was shoved aside. Another head buried itself between Crystal's spread legs. It was Tony! He was still naked, except for the strap-on tightly strapped and buried in his ass. He'd gotten smaller; his shoulders weren't as wide as they were before, and his dark hair was now longer and showing blonde highlights. I couldn't see his face as he'd buried it in Crystal's crotch. Crystal was oblivious to all this- his eyes were closed in rapture. I reached over and tweaked his other nipple. Immediately he erupted in another shower of spunk, bathing Tony's tonsils. This time not a drop escaped. I tweaked him again, but the shudders had diminished. Tony had sucked him dry. He lay back, drifting, a goofy smile on his face. Tony raised his head.. He looked ashamed. 'I don't know what's come over me,' he said, his voice squeaky and hoarse. This was not the man who tried raping me last night. He was thoroughly domesticated. He tried standing up, but it was difficult with the harness around his waist. I undid the contraption and let the large dick slide out of his ass. As it did, he said 'Hmmmmmm' in a strangely sexy voice. His mannerisms had become effeminate, and he'd lost any trace of the macho swagger he'd carried around just a few hours ago. He stood there, Crystal's cum dripping down his chin. I couldn't resist pushing this as far as it would go. I led him by the hand into my bedroom. 'Your clothes are gone, Tony. You'll have to wear mine.' I found a pair of silky back undies that I made him shimmy into, his cock (which seemed to have lost a few inches) straining against the material. I put him into a short dress and a blouse that I tied around the waist as I left all the buttons open. He resisted nothing; he almost seemed to be enjoying letting this unknown side of him wander free. I had one more thing to do. I quick shot of lipstick and eye shadow and suddenly he looked like a tarted up 13-year-old. Tony looked in the mirror, in shock. Words failed him. But now it was time for the second part of my plan. I led Tony out into the living room. Ken had returned, and was stroking his cock absent-mindedly as he watched Patty finish up her servicing of Joann. But his eye was immediately caught by Tony, who nervously edged along behind me. 'What a cute little girl you have there, Keisha' he said. 'She looks good enough to screw.' Tony fidgeted a bit, but I pushed him toward Ken. The stud stood up, towering over the smaller and thinner man. Pressing on his shoulders, Ken forced him into a kneeling position. Tony's face was brushed by Ken's big cock and balls, but Ken had other ideas. He kept pushing until Tony was down on all four, a look of alarm on his face. Ken moved behind him, grinning evilly. He flipped the little skirt up, exposing Tony's silken-clad butt. Ken felt around the front and his grin grew wider. 'Dude, you're hard. You really do want this. Well, you're gonna get it!' Ken ripped the panties, exposing Tony's asshole. I grabbed the baby oil and rubbed it lovingly up and down his burning rod, then positioned him at Tony's entrance. I went back to a chair to get a better view of the festivities. Ken pushed forward slowly, concentrating deeply. Tony said 'Unggh' as his ass took the massive manmeat deeper and deeper. Once he buried, Ken didn't pause; he withdrew a bit and slammed right back in. Again and again, he thrust powerfully into Tony, tossing him around like a rag doll. From my perch on the couch, I could see it all. My hand was drawn to my pussy, and I was playing with myself as I watched Ken humiliate Tony, treating him as a gay fucktoy. The thought of it was dreamy. It was beginning to get a little light outside as Ken groaned and dumped his load of cum into Tony's ass and collapsed. Watching them go at it pushed me over the edge, and I screamed as the waves of pleasure fanned out from my pussy. I was asleep in seconds. It must have been mid-afternoon when I woke up. I'd completely lost track of time, and I had no idea what day it was. The insistent ringing of the doorbell awakened me. I'd passed o