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Changing Channels- The House Sitter By Zouscha I saw the notice posted on the bulletin board in the university center, and I pulled it off before anyone could beat me to the punch. The note said 'Housesitting- will pay $250 for one week' and it gave a number. Well, I was pretty cash-poor this semester, so I jumped at the chance. I got back to my dorm room and called right away. An airheaded voice came on the phone, and said yes, they were leaving tomorrow. They'd leave the keys under the mat and the $250 was in the refrigerator in an envelope. It was pretty weird, but, hey, I needed the money. I told my roommate that I'd probably be gone for the next week. She didn't particularly mind; we didn't get along too well. I guess I freaked her out the first time she caught me making out with another woman. Alissa's not really too open about that sort of thing, even though I'd been kicked out a few times when she wanted to screw her pig boyfriend. Tom Harding was a point guard on the men's basketball team, just like I was on the women's team. I think he was deathly afraid that I was a better player than he was. So we had an uneasy coexistence all around. Next I called my girlfriend Sharon. We'd been together for a few months. Of course, our parents thought we were just waiting for the right guy, while we spent many a night hitting each other's G-spots with our little collection of sex toys. Sharon was excited. 'This is great. We'll have our own place for a week. It's been a while since we could just let it all hang out, Deb.' I'll meet you there tomorrow.' She was right; between roommates and everything else, we hadn't had much time to ourselves. I was looking forward to this, and thinking about getting Sharon naked got me a little worked up. I hoped Alissa didn't hear the little squeak I made when I made myself come. Then, feeling all warm and mushy, I fell asleep. The next morning, I met Sharon for breakfast. She either looked really great today, or I was really horny. She was my height, just a shade under six feet, but while my hair was dark and cut short, hers was long and blonde. The morons with their 'gaydar' never picked up on Sharon, and she got hit on plenty. She didn't fit the stereotype: she liked to wear makeup, and didn't mind styling her hair. She had some short skirts which showed her legs to great advantage. I think she did it partially to get me jealous. Once she came over to my place in a short denim skirt and no underwear. I practically jumped out of my skin, and we made love all afternoon. I guess I'm a good lover, because she didn't come after me for my looks. Basketball and the practice involved had bulked me up. I was pretty strong for a woman- Sharon loved fondling my muscles in my arms and chest. I was pretty flat, but Sharon had a way with my nipples that sent me right over the edge. My face wasn't pretty by anyone's definition of the word. I'd had my nose broken twice, and I'd resolved never to let mascara touch my eyes. I preferred women to men, and anyone who had a problem with it, well, the problem was theirs. We got the key and opened the door. What a place this was! A big living room opened out onto a deck with a panoramic view. Lavish bedrooms upstairs. A big-screen TV. A fully-stocked kitchen. Wow. I was going to hate leaving this place. I opened the fridge; the envelope was right in front, with money and a note. 'You have the run of the place for the next week. You can eat anything you want- it'd just go bad otherwise. You can use the upper bedroom if you want to sleep over. Enjoy!' I counted the money, and it came to 500 dollars. I couldn't believe my good fortune. Sleep over? Hell, I'd be these people's maid if they asked me to. Sharon had been poking around. She went to the upstairs bedroom and yelled down, 'Deb, you just HAVE to see this!' I went up the stairs and strolled through the door. Sharon was already shimmying out of her clothes. When she'd stripped down to just her panties, she came over to me breathlessly and asked me to make love to her. We threw the covers on the floor and wrestled on satin sheets. I lost track of our orgasms. Sharon was alternately gentle and rough with me as I was with her; our lovemaking had acquired a rhythm, and each one knew what the other needed almost instinctively. We ended up cuddling as we basked in our mutual afterglow. Finally we got up the strength to leave the bedroom, and made ourselves a hearty lunch.. Sharon went out to the living room to see what was on TV. She was hoping for digital cable or satellite, but all we got was static. 'Maybe they didn't pay their cable bill this month', she joked. She was clicking through every channel without success. Oh well, I thought, nothing's perfect. If no TV was the worst thing about this house, then I could live with it. I went back to the kitchen when I heard Sharon yelp. 'Deb, come here! You won't believe this!' She started giggling. What I saw was amazing. Widescreen technicolor porn. I didn't like it- I always felt like it was demeaning to women. Especially this pair, a tall bodybuilder type who had a blonde bimbo down on all fours as he screwed her from behind. The blonde's tits were bouncing around wildly. Yeah, they're real, I thought. She was screaming at the guy to fuck her. I'd had enough, and grabbed for the remote, but no matter what button I pressed, I couldn't change the channel. I guess I became a little mesmerized by what was on the screen. That guy seemed inexhaustible, plowing into her again and again. The on-screen couple got closer to their orgasm, and I could feel my nipples growing hard and my crotch get wet and slippery. I wanted to look at Sharon, but I couldn't turn away from that screen. The guy let out a groan and pulled out of the woman, his huge dick red and swollen. He shot a big wad of cum over his prone conquest. As he lost his second load, the screen seemed to quiver, then we were blinded by a flash from the television screen. I staggered backward as if I'd been pushed. Sharon gave a quick moan. I blinked my eyes repeatedly as the spots faded from my eyes. My first thought was that the TV had exploded. But it was still there in one piece, the screen dark. No amount of button-pushing brought it back to life. Sharon lay on the couch, a wicked smile on her face. "I can't believe it, but I just came in my pants. Pretty amazing.' she sighed. I hadn't come, but I felt weird in a way that was hard to define. I stood there trying to sort things out while Sharon got up and reached into her backpack. She pulled out one of our favorite playthings- a ten inch strap-on dildo. She waved it in front of my face, then took my hand, leading me back up to the bedroom. 'Time for a little afternoon delight, babe,' she said in her sexiest voice. I needed no additional prodding. I seemed hornier right now than I had been this morning, if that were possible. Sharon lost her clothes in a blink, and I was right behind her. She grabbed the dildo and gently strapped the harness onto me. We'd done this many times, and mostly I was the 'guy'. I enjoyed looking down on her as the hard rubber slipped in and out of her pussy. Today, she seemed almost frantic. Her pussy was dripping like I'd never seen before, and we'd had some pretty passionate bouts of sex. She was sweating profusely, even though it wasn't that warm. She positioned herself on the bed on all fours, wiggling her ass at me, begging me to impale her. I fed her the dildo slowly, but she was having none of it. She forced herself back onto me, burying the rubber cock deep within her. I tried steadying myself by holding on to her hips, but she was bucking and writhing beneath me. She grabbed my hand and pulled it forward, so that I was cupping her breast, and forcing me to bend over her. I grabbed her other one, and she purred in delight as I fondled them. Her nipples were incredibly erect, and her breasts were so slick with sweat that they slipped out of my hands more than once. They seemed larger as well, but in the heat of the moment it was hard to tell. I humped her doggie-style, and her thrashing was rubbing the inside of the leather harness against my pubic bone. As I got closer to orgasm, I found myself pounding her with a force I'd never used before. Sharon's sloppy slit took it all. I took one of my hands from her left boob and touched her love nub ever so slightly. She moaned and shivered under me, and I knew she was on her way. I kept up my manipulations, and her moans became screams. Normally our lovemaking was a quiet affair, but Sharon seemed to have lost control. One final scream, and then she fell onto the bed with a thud, the dildo popping out of her with a squishy noise. I unstrapped myself and lay down next to Sharon. The heat was still rising off her prone body. I'd never seen her quite so worked up. I was gasping a bit myself; things had gotten a little rough. But I still had an itch I hadn't scratched yet. As I reached down to play with myself, I was struck by how swollen and hard my clit felt. I wondered if all the rough sex had caused this, but it didn't seem to hurt . After a few minutes, I had a buzzing orgasm of my own. I must have fallen asleep, because when I opened my eyes it was dark outside. Sharon had gotten up. I sat up, and immediately felt the effects of a throbbing headache. God, what a day we'd had! A few more like this would kill me. I heard noises downstairs, and when I got downstairs, I could see that Sharon had gone into one of the bedrooms. When I found her, she was rummaging through one of the drawers. I was furious. 'Hey, we could get into trouble. Don't go through their stuff,' I said. Sharon paid me no mind. ' It's really weird,' she said. 'What's weird?' I asked. 'Well, I put my bra on and it was just too tight. So I just came down here to see if I could find one that fit. Ahh, here we go.' She stood up and I had to look twice. She'd definitely gotten a lot bigger in the chest. She seemed not to care particularly. She slipped the bra on. She'd never been one for fancy undergarments; we'd both gone braless whenever we could get away with it. With my flat chest it was easy, but Sharon drew stares from the guys when she hung loose. I had to admit that I always loved seeing her breasts bounce underneath her t-shirt as well. She'd be a little more noticeable today, I thought. The bra was a bit large and loose on her, but she didn't mind. She continued rummaging through the drawers and found some thongs. I started to tell her she couldn't do this, but I stopped as I saw just how good she looked. I had to resist the urge to throw her down on the bed right then and there. I could feel a strange burning in my clit as I watched her, and a strange kind of lust washed over me. My concentration was broken when I heard the bell ring. Who could that be? Sharon brushed past me as she walked to the door. Was she wearing perfume? She'd always hated it. But I had to admit she smelled very good. She opened the door and greeted our friends Margaret and Nick. Margaret had been a friend of ours, but neither of us liked Nick. I'd always wanted to get her naked, but she'd resisted my advances. She had no trouble getting naked for Nick, though. He was a good-looking guy, but very narcissistic. Watched what he ate, exercised and always wanted to look good. He took it a bit too far for a guy, I thought. I could see his crotch coming to life as he caught Sharon in her bra and thong. 'Uh, Sharon, you look great!', he stammered. Margaret immediately punched him in the arm. 'Get some clothes on,' she growled. No sooner had the door closed then the bell rang again. It was Alissa and Tom. Sharon had obviously invited them over for dinner. 'I ordered pizza' she said, nonchalantly, Nobody seemed to quite know what they were doing there, and it was a bit awkward. But Sharon seemed to know what to do. She sat everyone down in the living room and turned on the TV. 'We'll just watch something until the pizza gets here,' Sharon chirped. Her voice was just a bit higher than normal today. The guys liked the big-screen TV, but when the set came on, there was nothing but static. Tom grabbed the remote, as guys do, and started flipping around the channels. The bell rang again. I went to the door. It was the pizza delivery boy. He was about 17, I guessed, with an earring and garishly red hair. I took the pizzas, but I had to go find some money to pay for them. I told him to come on in, while I went upstairs. Tom was still clicking, when suddenly the mysterious channel appeared. 'Wow, cool! They've got the Playboy Channel!' he yelled. Alissa and Margaret were not pleased. But Sharon stepped in. 'Well it's about all we've been able to get.' Alissa tried to reach for the remote, but Tom was having none of it. On screen, an orgy was taking place, with all kinds of variations. Two bodybuilder types were kissing each other as they stroked each others' cocks. They were incredibly long and hard. Two busty women were next to them, rubbing their breasts together as they were lip-locked. Fingers were finding their way into various orifices. Another couple was having straight sex, the man pumping from behind, fast and furious. His face looked vaguely familiar. I realized that I had stopped on the way up the stairs. Down below, not a sound came from the group in front of the TV set. The delivery boy had drifted into the living room as well, mesmerized by the show. The men had shifted into the 69 position now, sucking their buddies' cocks for all they were worth. The women hovered over them, fondling their muscles. One stuck her long finger into the dude's butthole, and he seemed electrified. Her friend now moved behind her with a mean-looking black strap-on. She took it all with a large gasp, as she worked her finger around and around in the dude's ass. Then suddenly cocks began exploding. The straight pair uncoupled, as the guy dumped a huge load of spunk on his girlfriends' tits. She licked it up as it dripped down between her ample breasts. The pair of men on the carpet were next. First the dude on top swallowed a scalding load, returning the favor for his partner beneath him, who didn't spill a drop . As the woman impaled on the black dildo screamed out her orgasm, a flash shot out of the TV, blinding us all. I had a quick flashback to the night before. I felt a stirring in my crotch that was hard to explain. I even forgot where I was going. The gang on the couch reacted as if they'd been through a hurricane. They all groaned. Tom was the first to speak. 'What the hell was that?' He tried to stand up, but fell back into the deep couch. Margaret had passed out. Alissa looked dazed, and Nick seemed confused. He got up and staggered to the bathroom. I could see the spreading stain on the front of his pants. The pizza guy stood motionless, his zipper open, his cock in his hand, a puddle of sperm on the floor. I walked over to him, and he seemed to snap out of his trance, realized what he had done and hurriedly tried to put everything back in its place. He seemed stunned and frightened, and ran out of the house. I hadn't even paid him. Sharon was at the table, munching on a slice of pizza. She seemed to be enjoying herself immensely. She still hadn't put on anything over the thong and bra. The others slowly began trooping over to the table. Tom was sweaty and pale. Like Nick, he had a telltale stain in the front of his pants. Nick returned from the bathroom sheepishly. 'Do you, um, have anything I could put on? My pants got, um, kind of wet.' His face went nine shades of crimson, as did Tom's. 'Me too,' he admitted. Sharon leaped to her feet. 'I'll get something.' She said with a devilish grin. In a minute, she returned with a pair of silky robes. The boys protested, but she was having none of it. 'Perhaps you'd like to sit there with cum dripping down your leg', she giggled. Tom went first, and came out wrapped in a robe with nothing on underneath. He smelled faintly of perfume- it must have been on the robe, I thought. Sharon had put his clothes in the wash, as she did with Nick once he'd stepped into the shower. Minutes later the two of them were sitting at the table in their purple robes. Sharon had cracked open a bottle of wine, which seemed to be the only thing everyone was equally interested in. The first bottle disappeared in a blur, and about the second or third bottle everyone seemed to loosen up finally. Margaret was teasing Nick and Tom. 'I thought your eyes were going to pop out of your head when you saw that video.' They both laughed, and didn't seem to mind that they were wearing flowing silky robes. Their equipment was fairly visible through the sheer fabric. I found myself staring at it, fascinated for some reason. Sharon came over to me and gave me a wet kiss on the mouth, grinding her body against mine. Her breasts felt so soft and supple. As I put my arms around her to return the affection, I realized that my t-shirt had split open. My arms were strong enough that I felt as if I could lift her clean off her feet and throw her over my shoulder. Sharon ripped the rest of my shirt off. My breasts had pretty much subsided into an expanded chest. I hadn't even realized this as it was happening, but I certainly looked more male than female, at least from the waist up. I clenched my arm to feel the solid muscle there. Amazing. I realized now that the shorts I'd been wearing were far too tight as well. It took a bit of effort, but Sharon pried them off. When she eased them down, she was met by the bounce of a little fleshy protuberance, with a tiny sac underneath it. I held it gently in my hands. 'Oh, my God!' I yelled. I felt around down there, and what had been my vagina was apparently closed for business. I became momentarily dizzy at the thought. Sharon was fascinated by this development. As I reeled, she closed her mouth around my little thing. Immediately, I began to get sensations like never before. It was as if every nerve ending in my body ran through this little cock. Did all guys feel like this? No wonder they jacked off every chance they got. I was beginning to understand their peculiar craving. My small cock was responding to Sharon's efforts. I could feel it expanding. I thought my head would explode. It had gotten so hard. Her tongue was driving me crazy, and her head bobbed up and down in a swift cadence. I found myself thrusting into her throat now. My hard tool seemed to expand and expand. I could feel the back of her throat now with the tip of it. Out of the corner of my eye I could see the rest of them looking at us wide eyed. Both Tom and Nick were at attention, their cocks waving free of the robes. Margaret and Alissa both had their pants around their ankles and were frantically fingering themselves. Alissa seemed further gone, and Margaret paused to reach over and stick her finger into the other woman's overheated pussy. The party had taken on a life of its own now. I could feel something building in my crotch. A fullness that was growing until I felt as if I'd have to burst. Was this what it was like to cum? I felt myself losing control, and my legs turned to jelly. Then, without warning, it hit. It was as if I'd emptied out my insides. I was shaking wildly as I spasmed again and again. Sharon swallowed most of the first load, but then I closed my eyes as I kept squirting. When I was able to open them again, I looked down at Sharon rubbing my spunk all over her tits. Then I sank into the chair and drifted into a dreamlike state, only with my eyes open. Sharon saw she was done with me for a while, so she moved on to the next hottest thing, which was Alissa. Margaret was finger-fucking her and had locked her mouth over her left nipple and was merrily suckling away. Sharon dove between Alissa's legs until she reached her dripping honeypot. Alissa screamed as Sharon gave her the clit-licking of her life. She put her hands behind Sharon's head, pushing her pussy against Sharon's talented tongue. I'd sampled her work in this area, and she was the best. I felt a twinge of envy. I'd recovered enough to get a bit of a grip on myself. Sharon was down on all fours as she serviced Alissa, and her shapely cheeks waggled at me suggestively. I saw my cock rise; the male erection is an amazing thing, I decided. In a minute or two I was at full mast. I knelt down behind Sharon , pulled her soaked thong aside, and entered her steamy pussy in a single motion. The sensation of having this highly sensitive piece of myself inside her hot box was unbelievable. Sharon moaned as I entered her, the sound muffled by Alissa's steaming bush. Margaret had abandoned Alissa and had focused her attention on the two guys, who were understandably feeling left out. She grabbed both penises and stroked them up and down, but she had other things in mind. . Gripping them tightly, she forced Nick and Tom closer and closer together. Finally she was able to rub the boys' cocks together. Then she put Tom's hand over hers as she stroked their cocks together. Then slowly she removed her hand, leaving Tom rubbing both their cocks. She reached around and stuck her middle finger up Nick's ass. He put his hand over Tom's. Then, they separated ever so slightly,, but each was left stroking the other's penis. She ran her hand over Tom's body, and concentrated on his nipples. She could feel him jump as she touched his hard nubs. She took Nick's hand and guided it over the same area, then guided Tom the same way over Nick's chest. The two of them were rock-hard and overheated, and their inhibitions crumbled. Nick pushed Tom onto the floor as they crushed their nipples and flopping cocks together. Once again Margaret guided them the way she wanted, turning Nick around so that his swollen dick was positioned right over Tom's face. Then she pushed Nick's head down on Tom's erect member. Tom moaned, and put up no resistance when Margaret fed Nick's hot rod to him. Once the mental barrier had been broken, they two boys took to it like a fish to water. Who better than a man to know what drives another man crazy.... Sharon's steamy pussy closed like a vise on my cock, which drove ME crazy. Her pussy muscles were amazing; something I never knew she had. Every time I pumped her from behind, I drove her face deeper into Allissa's pussy. Alissa was now out of control herself, her head thrown back, her hair tossing wildly. She was humping herself against Sharon's head even as I fucked her from behind. Again, I could feel the strange tingle that signalled the beginning of my orgasm. I held Sharon in place with my powerful arms as I sped up my thrusts into her. I realized that I was treating her like a common slut, a receptacle for my hot load building in my new balls. I also realized that neither one of us cared right now. One final thrust, and I buried myself in her as far as I could go. My entire body stiffened, then collapsed as I shot wad after wad of cum into her waiting pussy.. I slipped out of her slick vagina as I softened. Even the sensation of sliding out of her, my load spent, was incredible.. I lay back on the couch, content to watch the rest of the sexual menagerie unfold before me. Tom and Nick were squirming in their 69 position. Nick was still on top, his ass spread wide as he dangled his meat for Tom to suck. Margaret had somehow located Sharon's strap-on, and with a sly smile, she spread the lubricant on the dildo and positioned herself behind Nick. She slid into her boyfriend's ass as he grunted mightily, his cries strangled by Tom's meat in his mouth. After just a few strokes, Nick dumped his load into Tom's mouth. The sensation of this caused Tom to lose his load a minute later. Nick lay sprawled across Tom's limp body , unable and unwilling to resist the eight inch dildo plundering his virgin asshole. Margaret was enjoying the sensation of power that she had over Nick right now. And the harness was massaging her in just the right way. Her clit felt strangely hard.... Alissa came again and again, nearly smothering Sharon. I could see that her breasts had grown quite a bit since she arrived. When she finally came down from her last orgasm, she stood up and went over to the mirror to survey her body. Everything was soft and curvy. She carried herself differently, She started dancing in front of the mirror, playing with her breasts and slipping a finger into her well-oiled cunt. She was waggling her cute little ass in my direction. My limp cock didn't budge, though. I'd already had my first two orgasms as a man and I thought I was drained . But Alissa had other ideas. She came over to me with a sultry look. Her lips had acquired that full pouty look, her breasts had grown a few cup sizes, and her nipples stood out proudly. Being her roommate, I'd had the opportunity to see her naked before, and the transformation was remarkable. Alissa now had a body most women would kill for. Her slim hips and long legs were a thing of beauty. She stood over me and slowly bent over, offering her breasts to me. I just had to reach up to feel them; they were so perfectly round and firm. Alissa cooed softly as I ran my trembling hands over her erect nipples. I could feel life coming back to my cock. It moved and stretched as if it had a mind of its own. Alissa had lost any inhibitions she may have had. All she was interested in right now was getting laid. Her breasts flooded my face. I felt her wet pussy settle onto my abdomen. She was gushing juices as I fed one of her long fat nipples into my mouth, rolling it around on my tongue. Her hand reached back and she began stroking my overworked dick. It was stiffening obediently. Her nipple popped out of my mouth as she sat down on my lap, her dripping vagina taking my full erect length effortlessly. Her hips gave a slight shimmy as she sat down, her head thrown back in ecstasy. The air was thick with the smell of her sex. I felt my cock get even larger inside her hot velvet prison. She started a slow rhythm up and down on my crotch. At the top, her breasts would smother me between her cleavage. At the bottom, she would stick her tongue down my throat with an almost vicious fervor. The slow torture of her lap dance was unbelievable. No wonder guys thought with their dicks, I decided. This was so good that I'd do almost anything to get more of it. I guess Alissa had decided that that was enough of pleasuring me. She pulled away from my face and began to get up off my cock. I found myself grabbing her roughly. I needed to get off; I wasn't going to let her tease me , then stop. I bent her over the couch and held her neck as I stuck my prick back in her. That bitch was going to get a proper fucking. I pumped her cruelly from behind, and Alissa began to moan. The louder she moaned , the faster and harder I gave it to her. Her head was bumping against the wall, but I couldn't stop myself. My frenzy of lust was in control now. A few more strokes and I lost another huge load. The feeling of power I had at that moment was not to be believed. This woman was just a toy for my amusement, and I loved the feeling. She apparently loved it too. She straightened up, gave me a kiss on the cheek and said. 'I never knew it before, but I like that rough stuff. We'll have to do this again sometime.' She winked, and sashayed into the bathroom. I'd lost track of the time, but I knew it was very late. I leaned back on the couch and was asleep in less than a minute. My dreams were full of strange images, things I couldn't interpret. I just let it all be. The sun peeked over the horizon and into my eyes, waking me. I sat there for a moment, still believing I was in a dream. Then everything came back to me. I jumped up and began taking inventory. Yes, my chest was flat and muscular. And reaching down, I found that indeed possessed a rather large cock. When it was limp, it swayed between my legs. How did a man walk with this contraption? I needed to find some clothes, and especially some underwear. I went into the bedroom that I'd found Sharon rummaging for underwear in. There were lots of women's clothes here, but in the dimness it was hard to see anything. I flicked on the light switch. It was then that I saw the pair of bodies on the bed. It was Nick and Tom, but not the Nick and Tom I knew. They were both naked, in the 69 position. Sperm stains were everywhere, on their faces and on the sheets. They'd apparently had quite a night. It was hard to tell things as they lay there, but they both looked shorter and their bodies had changed. Tom had been 6'4", but I was guessing that he was no more than 5'8" now. And Nick seemed to have sprouted a small but definite pair of breasts. Their hair had gotten longer, and they seemed to have lost a lot of their muscle tone. They were still sound asleep, so I located some briefs, a pair of shorts and a t-shirt that fit, and got dressed. The briefs were a bit uncomfortable ; I must have spent five minutes trying to arrange my equipment before I was satisfied. When I looked up, I saw Nick staring at me. 'Do you need a little help?' he said, in a voice that cracked like a teenager's. He got up off the bed almost daintily. He'd lost all his body hair, but his black head of hair was longer and more luxurious. He had the breasts of a twelve-year-old, little titties with tiny hard nipples. I realized that I towered over him by a good six inches. His cock seemed to have shrunken as well from the monstrous erection he'd had last night. I could see it was erect, but no more than three inches long. He put his small hands around the waistband of my briefs and gently tugged them down. My prick bounced out from the cotton garment, and before I could object, he'd closed his mouth over it. He went at me with relish, and I staggered back onto an overstuffed chair, his mouth never losing contact with my cock for a second. I ran my hands through his soft hair as he ran his mouth up and down my hard rod. I began to feel that pleasant buzz, and my cock exploded in his mouth. He swallowed most of it, but a huge blob dripped down off his chin. He took it on his fingers and rubbed it seductively over his new breasts. As I watched, I could swear they'd gotten a bit larger. And as he stood up, his cock looked no more than an inch long. He smiled, and said 'Thank you' in a distinctly feminine voice. I noticed now that Tom had been watching us. He, too, had sprouted a little set of boobs. He looked a little disappointed that his partner was sucking on someone else's penis. He slipped out of the bedroom. As I lay there trying to gather myself, I heard the bell ring downstairs. When I finally did get dressed and downstairs, I could see that our pizza delivery boy had returned. But he no longer looked like a boy. He'd bulked up considerably, and Tom was feasting on his ten-inch cock. After a few minutes of this, he spun Tom around and positioned his massive cock at the entrance to Tom's ass. Tom screamed as he was skewered by the massive meat. Slowly, though, he relaxed and was able to take the full measure inside him. The man showed him no mercy, slamming him relentlessly, driving Tom's face into the Oriental rug. He dumped his first load into Tom's squirming ass. Tom whirled around in time to catch two more loads of steaming spunk on his face and chest. He appeared triumphant as he took his own sperm bath, rubbing it all over his body.. Then he disappeared into the lower bedroom, back to Nick. The pizza boy apologized. 'I had to come back here. I didn't sleep last night, and I had these urges that I just couldn't understand. All I knew for sure was that I had to return to this place.' His name was Evan, and he'd spent the last twelve hours watching his body grow and his libido skyrocket. He was quite a specimen, though. The flimsy clothes he wore did nothing to conceal his rippling muscles. I heard a noise from the upstairs bedroom and went to investigate, Evan following close behind. When I opened the door I saw Alissa bouncing up and down on Margaret. I guess calling her/him Margaret wouldn't be appropriate right now. He had made the transition to a studly male as I had. His hips were bucking furiously as Alissa rode him like a stallion. Her firm tits jiggled as she used him like her personal vibrator. I felt my dick stirring to life in my pants as I watched the spectacle. Sharon sat on the corner, fingering herself through a pair of lacy panties, her eyes focusing like a laser beam on Evan. She beckoned him over, and he was more than happy to oblige. She pulled his shorts down and swallowed his rapidly-firming cock without effort. She licked her lips as she tasted the tang of Tom's ass that still lingered on his dick. I left these two couples to do what came naturally. When I got to the bottom of the stairs, I saw that the door to the other bedroom was open.. Tom and Nick were kneeling on the bed, making out. They were both wearing little tank tops that perfectly fit their much-smaller bodies. Nick's said 'Bebe' in little rhinestones, and Tom was now a 'Tommy Girl'. Their nipples poked through the shirts as they licked each other's tongues. They turned to me. Any male thoughts in their heads had been forgotten. Tom held my hand and said, 'please fuck me' in a small, plaintive voice. He/she lay down on her back, her legs spread. Her penis had disappeared into a little nub at the top of two perfectly formed pussy lips. 'I want to lose my virginity, and I need a big strong man like you.' I couldn't believe my ears. I stared at the little hairless pussy in front of me, as Nick pulled at my shorts. My cock sprung free with a vengeance. Tom squirmed impatiently underneath me. I grabbed my prick and rubbed it up and down her naked pussy lips. She was leaking juices, and her breathing had become rapid and shallow. I pushed inside of her, and could feel myself hitting her little teenage hymen. One shove with my hips and I pushed that obstacle aside. Tom screamed in her high-pitched voice, tears streaking her face. Somehow, I was getting off on this. I'd just taken a 14-year-old's cherry. The thought of it made my cock even stiffer inside her tight little pussy. She was writhing under me her little boobs quivering under the tank top. I groped her little mounds as I pumped her hairless slit. She screamed , 'Oh my god, I'm coming, I'm commmmmminggg!!' in her squeaky voice, and then, she passed out. I hadn't cum yet, but I had a willing partner. Nick stood there, a finger inside her diddling herself. I pulled my monster out of Tom's lifeless body. Nick got down on all fours, offering herself to me doggie-style. My slick cock slid into her, and I rammed through her cherry like butter. Nick screamed, but I put a hand over her mouth as I gave it all to her. She bit me a little, but that just turned me on. Before long, I'd broken this little teeny bitch. She was begging for more. Finally, I could feel my load bubbling up. I shot it so far up her cunt that I'm surprised it didn't come out her nose. She collapsed on the bed when I was done with her. Two cherries in one morning; not bad, I thought. I went out to get a beer, feeling pretty good about myself. As I walked past the TV, it snapped on. First there was static, then a blinding flash...... * * * * * * I was watching the Michigan-Ohio State game with my buddies Evan and Mark, and we'd probably had a few beers too many. But hell, we didn't get together much on the weekends. Our chain of pizza places kept the three of us pretty busy. It was halftime and we were bored, so we started talking about chicks. Mark started first, by bragging about Alissa. 'She just can't get enough of the big boy, gents. And she's got the best set of tits, man, it's like heaven.' 'Not a brain in her head, though,' I laughed. 'Don't need brains to fuck', came his reply. Evan piped up, 'Sharon's pretty good in the sack.' I cut him down. ' She's sloppy seconds, dude. I banged her already.' And I had, a number of times. But we drifted apart, and she seemed happy with Evan. Good for her- no hard feelings. 'So what about you, Dan? Haven't heard you brag about any new conquests lately.' I probably should have kept my mouth shut, but I was feeling my oats a bit. 'I've been banging Nikki and Tommie Sue down at the store.' There, it was out. I felt better. They were both incredulous. 'The waitresses ?' Evan asked. 'The fourteen-year-old waitresses? ' said Mark. ' Your cousins, that you're supposed to be guardian to?' they said in unison. 'The very same.' I said sheepishly. There was silence for a moment. Then Mark laughed and clinked my beer bottle. 'Why you old dog, I didn't think you had it in you. He'll, I d have screwed 'em myself, if I'd thought I could have gotten away with it. They're two hot little pieces of ass. You old dog, you!!!' Evan laughed as well. I relaxed a bit. The second half kickoff was coming, and I went for another round of beers......