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I should warn you, ladycyrrh (who was a reviewer way back on assm; this preface has become rather dated) labeled another of my stories "a fuckfest, but more literate than most." That is, of course, exactly what I was aiming for: a fuckfest. Literary worth belongs in literature. What you're reading now is smut. Be forewarned. =================================================== The Haunted House By Ed Miller =============================================================== ================= NOTE: I started this in September, intending to post it in time for Halloween. It's a bit late, I'm afraid. My apologies. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "But I still don't see why we have to go in there," Jim said as the four teenagers approached the rickety old house. He wasn't whining, but he wasn't far short of it. "Because it's here," replied Jerry. "But everybody says it's haunted. I mean, I don't believe it, but still..." "We're going in BECAUSE everybody says it's haunted. I want to see what's in there that's so special," retorted Dan. "Jesus, Jim, don't be such a geek. How'd a wimp like you ever end up with a hot girlfriend like Jenny?" Jim glanced at Jenny, walking in front of him, and wondered the same thing. Jim was a skinny little guy; both of his friends were bigger and more confident than him, but somehow he had ended up with the most attractive girlfriend. Jenny was fifteen, a year younger than the three boys, and she still had some filling out to do, but she was already a beautiful girl. Jim just counted himself lucky that she'd have anything to do with him. "Okay," said Dan as he reached the door. "Last chance to turn back." He hesitated before opening it, trying not to reveal that he was just as reticent as Jim, but better at hiding it. Finally, unable to find any way of avoiding it without losing face, he turned the knob. "Holy shit, it isn't even locked," he muttered as the door swung open and the four teens stepped gingerly inside. They found themselves in a dark entryway, with high ceilings and an ornate stairway leading up to the second and third floors. They could tell from the outside that the old mansion was huge, but they weren't prepared for the grandeur of it until they were confronted with it. "Wow," whispered Jenny, "it's not even that dusty. And there's still furniture here." She pointed to an antique bench against a wall. "Somebody probably just left that 'cause it wasn't worth taking," Jerry muttered. "All the good stuff is cleared out, I bet." He ventured farther into the house, and the others followed him. The first room they found themselves in proved Jerry wrong. It was a sort of old-fashioned sitting room, wood-paneled and still comfortably furnished with large, comfortable-looking leather-upholstered armchairs and a few low tables. "'All the good stuff is cleared out,' eh?" Dan asked pointedly. "Well..." Jerry started, "NOBODY comes here. You'd think that somebody would have thought to loot it, but..." "How long did you say this place had been empty, Jim?" asked Jenny. "My Dad told me that nobody's lived here since he was young. Maybe thirty years." All four stood, examining the room that looked as if it had been cleaned and dusted that morning. "Maybe we should be going now," Dan suggested. The sound of a door slamming caused the four of them to jump. Jenny let out a little yelp of surprise. All pretense of maintaining dignity gone, they ran for the front door, only to find it securely shut. No matter how Dan and Jerry strained, they were unable to open it. "Damn, it's jammed," huffed Dan. "Come on," said Jerry, "we'll find a window or something. A circuit of the ground floor rooms took nearly twenty minutes, and every window they came across was securely closed, with locked shutters inside and out. After the first few, Dan and Jerry attempted to break through one, but either due to solid construction or some other virtue, they were unable. "Well, I guess we could check upstairs, then. There's got to be some way out of here," Dan suggested. He was pale now, obviously frightened, as were his companions. Jenny was sticking close to Jim, and wouldn't let go of his hand. "What'd your father have to say about the people that lived here?" asked Jerry as they started slowly up the staircase. "It was just the one guy," Jim responded softly. "He said that people were afraid of the place even before it was abandoned. They said..." "What?" Jerry demanded. "I dunno. I guess there were rumors, like he was, y'know, into stuff. Witchcraft, magic, that kind of stuff." "Like Alestair Crowley?" asked Jenny. "Pretty much." They continued on in silence. At the top of the stairs, they found themselves in a long hallway. All of the doors were closed except for the one directly across from the stairs. "Should we look in here, then?" Dan wondered aloud. "I guess so," agreed Jerry. Their fear had sapped all the confidence out of them. Upon entering the room, they found themselves surrounded by books. They were in some kind of library filled with antique, leather-bound books on shelves filling every bit of wall space. The room was two stories high, and as they moved into the center, they saw that a balcony ran along the wall above the door by which they had entered, and a door connected the room to the rest of the third floor. "I wonder..." muttered Jim, as he walked to one of the floor lamps scattered throughout the room and flicked it on. Bright light bathed the room. "Thirty years and the power's still on?" Jerry wondered aloud. "I wonder who's footing that bill?" "Hey, look at this!" exclaimed Jenny. She was standing by the wooden desk and antique swivel-chair that were the room's only furnishings and pointing to a thick book that was lying open on the table. Her companions gathered around the desk to read what was written there. It appeared to be hand-written, not printed, in a graceful, flowing script that consisted entirely of capitals. WELCOME. YOU ARE TO BE MY GUESTS HERE FOR A PERIOD OF FIVE DAYS AND FIVE NIGHTS, AFTER WHICH YOU WILL BE FREE TO GO. DURING YOUR STAY, YOU WILL FIND YOURSELVES CONFORMING TO YOUR OWN DESIRES, BECOMING MORE AS YOU WISH TO BE. THESE EFFECTS WILL BE ONLY TEMPORARY, SO LONG AS YOU REFRAIN FROM DISOBEYING THE RULES OF THE HOUSE. FEEL FREE TO AVAIL YOURSELVES OF MY HOSPITALITY AND THE USE OF THE BEDROOMS ON THE SECOND AND THIRD FLOORS, BUT TAKE NOTHING WITH YOU WHEN YOU LEAVE. "Yeah, right," Dan scoffed. "Whatever." "The old guy must have been some sort of crackpot," agreed Jerry. "Come on, let's see what's upstairs. An examination of the second and third floors revealed mostly bedrooms. "This guy might have lived alone, but he sure planned on having a lot of guests," observed Jim. "And it looks like we're the latest four," said Dan as he gave up on trying to force open a window. "We've tried every door or window out of this place, and they're all stuck." "Well, what do we do now?" asked Jenny. "It's late," replied Jerry. "It must be past midnight. I think the only thing we can do is to try to get some sleep. Somebody will come looking for us by tomorrow, I'm sure. When we don't show up, our parents will call the cops." "Sleep? Are you kidding?" Dan demanded. "Hey, what good is it going to do us to stay up all night?" Jim responded. "I think Jerry's right. We'll get some sleep, and then tomorrow we'll be ready to try and find a way out of here. There's got to be something we haven't thought of." They ended up choosing two bedrooms on the second floor. Dan and Jerry found one with two double beds, almost like a hotel room. Neither wanted to admit it, but there was no way they were going to sleep alone in this house. Jim and Jenny were in the room next door, in a giant king-sized bed. The beds in all the rooms were made, and the sheets were fresh, as if they'd been changed that morning. "Jim?" asked Jenny after they were settled in. "Yeah?" "Do you think we could... You know...? "What? You're horny?" "Uh, kind of." "Jesus!" "I don't know why, Jim, I just am. Uh... Could we?" To his surprise, Jim found that he was getting hard. He wouldn't have thought he'd be able to get aroused in a situation like this, but the proof was starting to peek out of his boxers. "I guess so," he answered as he rolled over onto Jenny. She stripped herself of her bra and panties as he kissed her neck and got out of his own underwear. "Oh, I'm so wet!" she moaned. "I don't know why I'm so horny, but I need you inside me! I want you to fuck me." Jim reached down to his girlfriend's pussy and felt her juices flowing. He couldn't believe how wet and ready she was. Without any foreplay, he slid his cock into her waiting cunt. "Oh my god, that feels so good!" she moaned. "Fuck me! Fuck me, Jim!" Jim's hands grabbed Jenny's ass and forced his dick rhythmically into her. Jenny moaned and wrapped her legs around him, forcing him deeper into her pussy. Jim had never seen his girlfriend as frantic for sex as she was right now. "Doesn't it feel good, Jim? Doesn't it feel good to fuck me?" Jim grunted affirmatively as he licked his girlfriend's budding breasts. They were pretty small, only a B-cup, but that didn't bother Jim. He felt fantastic. It occurred to him that Jenny wasn't the only one that was more enthusiastic about sex than she'd ever been before. Jim himself was having the fuck of his life. "Oh my god, I'm coming!" shrieked Jenny. "Don't stop fucking me!" Her hips began to buck violently, and the added motion pushed Jim over the top. He felt his orgasm wash over him, and he shot his wad up into Jenny's hot snatch. Both of them collapsed in a heap on the bed, panting from the effort they had put out. Minutes later, they were fast asleep. Jenny was awoken the next day by light streaming in through the windows. Jim woke a few minutes later, to the sight of his girlfriend putting on her bra. "That's funny," she muttered. "What is it," asked Jim, rubbing his eyes. "My bra doesn't fit." "What do you mean?" "Look," she said, turning to face him. "My boobs are spilling out over the top. The cups aren't big enough." "You must be imagining it," Jim said as he sat up. But looking closer, he realized that it did look like her breasts were actually bigger. "That's impossible," Jim said, astounded. "I know," Jenny replied. She continued to dress herself, and Jim got up and started to do likewise. "Hey, my panties feel tighter, too!" Jenny exclaimed. "This is weird," Jim replied. "My pants. It feels like they're riding lower on my hips." "You must be kidding me. You were thin enough already." "No, really," said Jim as he put on his shoes. "Wait a second... My shoes. They're too big." "Yeah, tell me about it. Big size twelve clodhoppers." "No, I mean they don't fit." "Hey, stand up a minute." Jim complied, and Jenny came over to stand next to him. They both knew each others' heights. Jim was 5'9" and Jenny was 5'6". But now they could almost look each other in the eye. "Are you taller?" Jim asked. "I think you're shorter." "This is crazy. Do you really believe...?" "I don't know. But my clothes didn't feel like this yesterday." "Yeah, mine either. I think we better check with Jerry and Dan." The four teenagers were gathered again in the library on the second floor. The boys had conceded the chair to Jenny and were perched on stools in a semi-circle around it. "This can't be happening," Dan muttered, shaking his head. "I don't know how, but it seems like it IS happening," Jenny argued. "You said yourself that your clothes didn't fit right when you woke up, and both you and Jerry are two inches taller than you should be." "But come on," Dan replied, "stuff like this doesn't happen in real life. I mean, maybe..." "Maybe what? Maybe our clothes shrank? All of us?" "Jim's didn't shrink," Dan said. "Yeah, I know," Jim said. "I can't figure it out. I mean, that book said that it would change us into what we wanted to be, but I don't ever remember wanting to be anything but what I was. I mean, maybe I wished that being smaller than everybody else wouldn't be such an inconvenience, but I didn't want to be someone else or anything." "Like a midget?" Jerry grinned. He was rewarded with nervous laughter all around. "Ok, maybe you're right," Dan admitted. "I'm not saying for sure, but maybe. What do we do about it?" "I don't know if there's anything we CAN do about it. Except maybe trying to get out of this house," Jenny answered. "Ok, so we're back to that," Jerry said. "I say we split up. Dan and I will check the basement and the first floor, and you two take the top floors." "Wait a minute," Jenny said. "I think we should so something to record these changes. Right now, it's even possible that Dan is right, and we're just seeing things. But if it keeps happening, and we've got a record of it, we'll be sure." "Ok, but how do you propose we do that?" asked Jim. "Just a second," Jenny said as she opened the desk drawers and rummaged through them. "Bingo!" She brought out a tablet of notepaper and an old-fashioned cloth tape measure. After examining the three boys, and having Jim measure her, Jenny reported her findings. "Ok, Jerry and Dan, you guys are now 6'2" and 6'3", respectively. Jim is 5'7" and I'm still 5'6"." "Maybe the tape measure shrunk or something," Dan muttered. But even he didn't sound convinced, as that wouldn't account for Jim's apparent two inch drop in height. "Whatever. The thing to do now is to try to find a way out of here," Jerry said. "We'll meet back here when we're finished." He and Dan took off to search the lower two floors, leaving Jim and Jenny to examine the upper ones. Their search progressed, but both felt that they were just re-treading old ground. They rattled the windows in the bedrooms, but they weren't finding anything that they hadn't seen the night before. "Jim?" Jenny ventured. "Yeah?" "You know, there's something else I noticed, other than that my breasts are bigger and you're shorter." "What is it?" "I'm horny." "I know. Me too. I thought it was just because last night was, you know..." "So good?" "Yeah." "I know. Jim, I want to do it again." "Right here?" Jim asked, gesturing to the bed in they room they were in. "Can you think of anyplace closer?" Jenny answered. Their clothes were stripped off in moments, and once again they were naked on the bed. They lay side by side, kissing and fondling each other, running their hands along each other's sides. Jenny let her mouth trail down Jim's neck and across his chest on her way to his crotch. She slid her tongue briefly against his nipple. "Oh my god!" Jim exclaimed. "What is it?" "That felt so good! My nipples never felt so good before!" Jenny halted her advance towards his crotch, and kept sucking Jim's nipple. Her hand went to his other nipple, and started to caress his chest. Jim felt his girlfriend stiffen suddenly. "Jim," she said. "Feel your chest. Tell me if anything feels weird to you." "Well, other than the fact that I've never gotten off on having my nipples played with, I don't think... Wait a minute. Is that a lump?" "I think so. Which either means you've got male breast cancer, or..." "Or I'm growing breasts." Silence fell. Jim lost all interest in sex and got up off the bed. Still naked, he examined himself in the full-length mirror that was attached to the door of the closet. "This is impossible," he muttered. "Does my hair look longer to you?" "Yes. And maybe... Do your hips seem wider?" "But... But... The book said we'd become what we wanted to be! I don't want to have breasts!" "I think we better go talk to the guys." When the four re-gathered in the library, the only thing to discuss was the changes they were undergoing. Nobody had discovered an exit. "Ok," Jenny began, "we can't get out, so we're just going to have to deal with what's happening to us." "Wait a second," Dan interjected, "We don't know for sure that ANYTHING is happening." "Just a sec..." Jenny replied. "Here, let me measure us again." She noted the results in her tablet. "Jerry, you're 6'3"," she reported. "Dan, you're 6'4" now. And both Jim and I are 5'6". Anybody want to argue it now?" "I guess you're right," Dan admitted. "So what are we going to do about it?" "Wait a second," Jerry interrupted. "Who says we have to do anything about it?" "What do you mean?" asked Dan. "Well, what did the book say? It said that we were going to change into whatever we wanted to be, right? We're just getting bigger and more muscular, right? What's wrong with that?" "YOU'RE getting bigger and more muscular," Jenny said. "Jim isn't." "What's happening to Jim?" asked Jerry, turning his attention in that direction for the first time. Jim had spent the entire discussion trying to fade into the woodwork, embarrassed. "I think Jim is turning into a girl," Jenny answered. "Jenny!" he burst out, "what the fuck?" "Jim," Dan said incredulously, "do you want to be a girl?" "No!" Jim replied. "But if we're turning into what we want to be..." Jerry offered. "No, I don't want to be a girl!" Jim screamed as he bolted from the room. He ran full tilt down the stairs and to the front door, beating against it and trying with all his strength to force it open. But all his strength was not enough. Jim could hear the others coming down the stairs to find him, but he couldn't face them. He ducked to the side and cut through rooms, avoiding the main hallway, and made his way to the back staircase. He fled up the stairs to the third floor and locked himself in the first bedroom he came to. He collapsed on the bed in a heap. "I DON'T want to be a girl," he sobbed to himself. It took Jim most of ten minutes to get himself under control. Finally, he managed to pull himself together. {The worst part of it is,} he thought to himself, {that I'm so damn horny. I can't believe how much I want sex. Wait a minute, Jenny was the same way. It must be this house! The house must be doing it to us.} Rolling over, Jim reached down to unbutton his jeans. He slid them down off his hips and kicked them off, and then pulled his shirt over his head. {I can't understand why,} he thought, {but all I can think of is masturbating.} Jim reached down to his crotch to grab his cock, and started to stroke the shaft. {Jesus,} he thought, {my dick is shrinking! But it feels so good!} Jim's hand stroked faster and faster on his cock as he groaned in arousal. His other hand reached up to his chest to play with his nipples. The lumps he found there weren't the tiny things they had been this morning. They were now much more noticeable. {Oh my god, my tits are getting bigger,} thought Jim. {And it feels so good to touch them!} He kept touching them, and stoking them, as his hand moved faster and faster on his cock. Jim's moans got louder until, finally, he felt his orgasm blot out all other awareness and his cum shot up onto his belly. Jim lay there on the bed panting for a few minutes, and then got up. {Well, time to see what the damage is}, he thought as he stood before the mirror. He was trying not to break down again, but he was extremely nervous. {Weird,} thought Jim, {my hair's longer. And those are definitely tits on my chest now. I can't believe this is happening to me. My dick is tiny. It looks like it belongs on a kid. My hips are widening, and my waist seems thinner. And of course, I'm only as tall as Jenny now. Why did I ever come into this house?} {Wait a second,} Jim continued, {this must be a dream. Stuff like this can't happen in real life. I must be dreaming. And if I'm dreaming, and it feels this good...} "If it feels this good, there's no reason why I shouldn't take advantage of it," Jim said aloud. He returned to the bed for another round of masturbation. Jim couldn't believe how good it felt to masturbate his shrinking dick and massage his new breasts. It was fantastic. So fantastic, in fact, that he couldn't stop, even though he realized that he was just rationalizing by thinking that he was dreaming. But he was so horny, and it felt so good to touch himself... Jim kept on touching himself, repeatedly and until reaching orgasm, for nearly the entire day. He would never have thought that he could remain entertained by masturbation for that long, but the strange atmosphere of the house kept his level of arousal so high that he literally couldn't STOP playing with himself. But that wasn't the only effect the house was having on him. As the day wore on, his body continued to change, without his conscious awareness. When an aspect of his changing body DID make itself known to Jim, he didn't really take it in, such as when his growing breasts became big enough to fill his shrinking hands. His only reaction was to play with the increasingly sensitive mounds on his chest even more. By the evening of his second day in the mysterious house, Jim's arousal was starting to wear off. Even an unnatural, constant craving for sex has to fall prey to the limits of the human body, and Jim's body was just about at its limit. As his libido ground to a halt, Jim's intelligence started to assert itself again, and it occurred to him to wonder what he looked like now. He assumed that his body had continued to change, even though he had been more concerned with how it felt than how it looked. But Jim realized that even from the feeling of his body, he could tell that his breasts were much larger and his hips wider than they had been this morning. What he didn't realize was that he was starting to adjust to that fact; the house was changing more than just his body, it was changing many of his sexual attitudes and allowing him to cope with others that he had kept hidden, even from himself. The process was far from finished, but it had progressed enough that he no longer felt a hysterical reaction to the changes he was going through. As he faced the mirror to assess the "damages," he felt more of a grim acceptance. Even, in some corner of his mind that he hadn't completely accepted, a measure of excitement. "Oh my god," he muttered. "I'm a blonde." Jim's hair had indeed lightened to blonde, even as it grew down past his shoulders. He noted that now, realizing that it had felt so natural that he hadn't noticed the tips brushing his back and the tops of his breasts. His face only vaguely resembled the boy he had been the day before; it was younger-looking and cute, with a patch of freckles across his nose and huge blue eyes. His breasts were a full B-cup, although Jim didn't know this. He was only aware that they were the same size as Jenny's. They were topped by hard little nipples, small and pink. His hips were wider, though still girlish, his legs were long and slender, and his waist was impossibly thin. His tiny ass was so round and tight he couldn't believe it. {Oh my god,} he repeated mentally. {I'm a girl. I can't believe that's me.} Jim had to check again to make sure he still had his cock. Sure enough, it was still there, although somewhat shrunken in appearance. It was only five inches long now when hard, and it also seemed to belong to a younger boy, as the pubic hair had grown very sparse. Jim realized that he was indeed completely hard. It seemed that he hadn't lost his attraction to cute teenage girls, even though he now resembled one. But he didn't think that masturbating again was the best thing to do right then. He wanted to find the others. In the course of acclimatizing to what had happened to him, Jim had become somewhat less embarrassed. He was by no means proud of what was happening to him, but he felt like he could at least deal with his friends and their knowledge of what was happening to him. After all, they were changing too. All of these thoughts were going through Jim's head as he dressed (the fit of his jeans made him realize he had lost another two inches of height) and walked back to the library where he had left Jerry, Dan and Jenny. But when he arrived there, the sight that he saw forced all other considerations out of his mind. Jenny was stark naked, and bent over one of the leather-bound chairs in the room. It was still recognizably Jenny, although she looked older, and her breasts were definitely bigger. But Jim didn't notice that immediately. What he noticed was that Jerry and Dan, equally naked, were standing on either side of the chair and sticking their huge dicks into Jim's girlfriend. Jim could feel his shrinking cock hardening in his jeans, but his arousal didn't distract him from his jealousy. Across the room from him, seemingly unaware of his presence, two of his best friends were double-teaming his girlfriend. Dan's cock was pumping Jenny's pussy from behind, driving in and out of her tight cunt as she moaned in pleasure and slurped on Jerry's dick. Jim couldn't believe how eager she appeared to be. He felt sickened by her betrayal, but he was powerless to tear his eyes from the spectacle before him. As Jim watched, he found himself becoming aware of the changes his friends had undergone. Both of the guys looked like weightlifters. And had their penises been that large before? Both of them looked to be nearly a foot long. They looked older, too, as if they'd grown overnight from sixteen to eighteen. Jenny drew his attention next. She definitely looked older as well, except that in her case the word "mature" was probably more descriptive. Her body and face had filled out until she looked about the same age as the guys. Her hips were wide and her ass was a round half-circle. Her formerly brown hair had lightened to blonde and lengthened to halfway down her back. But her breasts were the most impressive: they had grown from a modest B-cup to fat DD-cups. Jim was entranced as he watched the two huge studs pumping his girlfriend. Against his will, he found himself becoming even more aroused. His hand crept down past the waist of his jeans and into his boxers, stroking his rigid penis. Even as jealous as he was, he couldn't stop himself from staring lustfully at his friends' bodies and masturbating. As he watched, he saw that both guys were fucking Jenny faster now, pumping their cocks into her at either end with more force and intensity. Jenny appeared to love it, squealing in an orgasm as she sucked harder on Jerry's dick. All at once they slammed into her from both ends, obviously cumming. Both guys groaned and grunted as the cum shot into Jenny, filling her full of it. She licked Jerry's dick desperately, needing every drop of cum he could provide. Their orgasms had subsided and they had begun disentangling themselves when they saw Jim. All three froze at the sight. Jim's gaze met that of his friends, and it was only then that he realized that his hand was still down his pants, jerking off. "Jim?" asked Jenny. "Is that you?" Jim couldn't make himself respond. It was only with the utmost effort that he managed to stop playing with himself. "Oh my god, he's a girl," muttered Dan. "I am NOT!" blurted Jim, suddenly embarrassed into making a response. "He really is," Jerry said, agreeing with Dan as if Jim hadn't spoken. "He made himself a girl." "I didn't make myself ANYTHING," Jim shot back. "I didn't do this. I NEVER would have done this. It just happened." "Of course it did, Jim," Jenny said, coming over and putting an arm around Jim as she led him to a chair. Jim, flustered, found himself being seated in the chair that his girlfriend had been fucked on, shortly before. "What have you got to say about it?" he demanded from her. "What the hell were you doing?" "Jim, honey, it's just that I was horny," Jenny explained, seeming mildly apologetic but nothing like as upset as Jim was. "I know you know what I mean. This house is doing it to us. To ALL of us. The three of us were here, and we really wanted some sex, and you ran away, so we did it. There was nothing else we could do. You see that, don't you?" "I don't see anything!" Jim was nearing a shout, now. "All I see is that my girlfriend cheated on me with my two best friends. How could you do it? How could any of you do it?" He found himself acting hysterically, while Jenny replied calmly. She was acting like a mature adult, while he reacted more and more like a young girl. "Listen Jim, I'm sorry but..." "You're not sorry! You're a slut, that's what you are!" "Now, uh, listen Jim..." Jerry cut in. He was obviously ill at ease with Jim, and Jim couldn't understand why. Until he remembered what was happening to his body. "Why should I listen to you?" Jim shouted. "You just fucked my girlfriend!" "Jim, from the looks of things she'd have to turn lesbo to still be your girlfriend," Jerry retorted. That stopped Jim in his tracks. "I'm not a girl," he responded quietly. "I don't want to be a girl." "Well, you sure look like a girl to me," Jerry responded. "And I don't know why you would unless that's what you wanted. The book SAID it would turn us into what we wanted to be. That's what it did to US," he nodded to Dan and Jenny, "so I'm guessing that's what it did to you too." "I can't believe you wanted to be a chick, man," Dan said to Jim as he shook his head. "All the time, I thought you were a normal guy. I can't believe you really wanted this." "I didn't!" Jim insisted as girlish tears started to force their way out of his eyes. "It doesn't look that way," Jerry replied. "It looks like you like what's happening to you. I bet you like cocks, huh? I bet you can't wait to get hold of a fat cock." "No, I don't," Jim responded weakly, but at the same time he realized that he'd been focusing on Jerry's naked crotch during the whole conversation. He could see Jerry's dick starting to twitch, coming back to life after the bout of sex with Jenny. "No!" he shouted again as he ran from the library. Once again, he wasn't followed and he found himself, in the absence of anywhere else to go, making his way back to a bedroom and collapsing on the bed. {It's not true!} he told himself. {I haven't had a sexual thought about a guy in my life!} But he realized that he was having them now. He couldn't keep the image of Jerry's huge, semi-erect cock out of his mind, and his own cock was rock hard. Jim reached down to stroke it through his jeans. He could feel it aching for release. Realizing that he had never satisfied himself after watching his girlfriend get double-teamed, Jim snaked his hand back down into his jeans. His hand moved of its own volition, fondling his cock. It felt even smaller to him than it had before, though he knew it hadn't had time enough to shrink much. At the same time, his other hand reached up under his shirt to play with his breasts. The amazing sensation coming from his teenaged titties warmed Jim up considerably. Lying there, fondling his breasts and masturbating, Jim had to admit that he didn't mind the new shape his body was taking that much, at least when it felt this good to touch it. He fell asleep pondering the changes in his body, and the new acceptance he seemed to have for them. Jim woke up the next morning to the feeling of his hand caressing and stroking his cock. Disturbing images floated through his mind, but his half-sleeping brain barely registered them, except to realize that they made him even hornier. It didn't take Jim long to cum, filling his boxers with his sperm, but he still wasn't satisfied. His head had been filled with images of Jerry's cock during his self-imposed handjob, and he knew what he wanted. With tears in his eyes, he admitted it silently to himself. He wanted to suck a dick. And he got up, rearranging his clothes, to go find one. When he got to the library, Jim found his girlfriend again engaged in sex with his two friends. Dan was sitting on the couch, with Jenny kneeling on the floor between his legs and sucking his enormous dick. Jerry was standing close by and masturbating his own huge organ. It occurred to Jim that, if it weren't for his own traitorous desires, he could have had a chiseled body and a huge rock-hard shaft like his two friends. "Well," said Jerry, noticing Jim. "If it isn't the little boy who want to be a little girl." The tears started up in Jim's eyes again as Jerry walked over to him. Their difference in height became apparent to Jim. He didn't know how tall Jerry was now (come to think of it, he wasn't sure how tall he himself was) but Jerry now towered over him by nearly a foot. Jim's eyes were drawn to Jerry's immense organ, and he knew what he wanted. "Please," Jim moaned, "please let me suck your cock." "Aha! So you're not just a little girl, you're a little slut! And do you know what that means? It means you wanted to be a little slut." "Y-yes," Jim admitted. "I want to be a slut. Let me suck your dick!" "Fine. Take off your shirt, though, so I can see your titties." Jim drew his shirt over his head as he dropped to his knees. He desperately wanted to avoid displaying the changes to his body, but his need for sex was even more desperate. He could feel his teenage breasts jiggling as he settled to his knees and took Jerry's cock in his hand. "Wow, not bad! Those are bigger than mine were when we came in here," Jenny exclaimed. Jim glanced up to see her and Dan watching from the chair as he fondled her breasts, and then he glanced down to his chest. She was right, his breasts were now bigger than hers had been two days before. Which meant that his tits were still growing. "What are you waiting for?" demanded Jerry. "Suck me off!" Jim could feel his own tiny cock straining against his jeans as he leaned forward and wrapped his lips around Jerry's monster penis. The head was hot and smooth, and harder than he had expected. He drew his lips down the shaft of Jerry's dick, trying to get as much as possible into his mouth. Tears were streaming down his cheeks as he experienced the immense shame and simultaneous satisfaction that sucking cock engendered in him. Jerry moaned as his dick stroked in and out of Jim's mouth. He couldn't help himself. On one hand he knew that the sexy little girl sucking his cock was really a guy, and his friend, but he couldn't resist the way he was being sucked. "He's better than Jenny!" he gasped as Jim's mouth slid over the smooth skin of his cock. Jim sucked more frantically. He was proud that he was a better cocksucker than his girlfriend, and he wanted to prove it. He wanted a mouth full of cum. He loved doing this, it made him so horny. As he sucked, he was stroking the front of his jeans, feeling his tiny dick through the material. He could feel himself getting closer and closer to orgasm, as he brought Jerry nearer to his. All at once, Jerry couldn't hold back any more, and he shot his load into Jim's waiting mouth. Jim felt the cum shoot into him, hot, salty, and thick. He couldn't believe he was doing this, but it made him so horny that he came at the same time, filling his jeans with his own cum. "Oh my god, that was fantastic!" Jerry gasped. "Dan, you've got to try this!" "I will," Jim heard from right next to him. He turned his head to see Dan's enormous dick aimed right at his face. Jim had no resistance left to his own desire for cock. He sucked it down. The remainder of the day followed that mold for Jim; he spent it on his knees, sucking cock, and masturbating his own shrinking penis almost constantly. Jenny was there, but Jim was focused on getting cocks into his mouth. He was only peripherally aware of his girlfriend being fucked by whichever guy wasn't busy unloading his cum into his eager mouth. It wasn't until the evening that the quartet finally felt somewhat satiated and lost interest in sex. Dan and Jerry collapsed into chairs, exhausted from more sex than they had ever thought they'd be able to have, but Jim and Jenny weren't quite so wiped out. As they left the library, Jim realized that he wasn't so upset with Jenny as he had been. And also, he realized that he suddenly had a need for something other than sex. "I'm hungry," he said aloud. "Come with me," Jenny replied. "The kitchen's stocked." As Jim ate a cold sandwich standing up in the kitchen, the two discussed what had happened to them. "You know, Jim, you don't seem so..." "So mad at you?" "Yeah." "How can I be? I know that you wouldn't do those things by yourself. It's not your fault. I mean, how can I get mad when I was there too, doing..." Jim found himself unable to continue. "It's OK, Jim." "I know. It's just this house. It makes us do things... Want things... that we would never really do on our own." "Well, I don't know about that," Jenny replied. "What?" "I mean, sure, we might never do things like this on our own, but I don't think I've done anything that I didn't WANT to. I just think that I might not have acted on it if I hadn't been forced." "You mean... you wanted Jerry and Dan to fuck you?" "Jim, think about it. Did YOU want Jerry and Dan to fuck YOU?" Jim answered that question with his silence. "Anyway, what's happened to our bodies, I think, is what we wanted, too. I know I couldn't have dreamed up a better looking body than this one," she said, running her hands down her sides to her hips and feeling her breasts. "And I don't think yours is too bad either." Jim looked down at his breasts, jutting from his still-bare chest. He was surprised to notice that they were much larger than they'd been this morning. The growth had been so gradual, and had felt so good, so NATURAL, that he'd never noticed them getting larger. "But this ISN'T what I wanted!" Jim insisted. "I don't know, Jim. I think it is. What happened to Dan, Jerry, and me certainly hit the nail on the head. I wonder if maybe you did want this, but you just didn't know it." She moved closer to him. Her hands came up to caress his breasts. Jim gasped as he felt the immense pleasure that radiated out from his titties as Jenny brushed her palms lightly against his nipples. "Jim, tell me the truth," she said. "Do you like this?" "Y-yes," he gasped. "Do you like having these tits? They look like a D-cup to me. Do you like having big, D-cup titties?" "Yes!" "Tell me the truth, do you want them to get even bigger?" "Nnn... Nnn... Yes!" "How big?" "Bigger than yours!" "Jim, you're a lot smaller than me now. I think you're only about 5'2". Tits bigger than mine would make you look like a little sexpot. I mean, D-cups look huge enough on a little girl like you. Any bigger and people would look at you and not notice anything but your tits. Are you sure that's what you want?" "Yes!" She stopped massaging his tits, and Jim suddenly found it a lot easier to focus. He was still ragingly horny, but he could think a bit more coherently. And he realized he hadn't been lying. "Jim," Jenny went on, her tone changing, "I have one more thing to ask you. Do you still have your..." She gestured to his crotch. "My cock?" Jim asked. "Yeah. Do you? "Yes. Why?" "'Cause I'm horny. I need a fuck. Would you fuck me, Jim?" Jim was happy to realize that he hadn't lost his attraction to beautiful girls, at least. He pushed Jenny back to the counter (actually, he didn't think he could have budged her if she hadn't been cooperating) and boosted her onto it. Or tried to, at least; Jim found that he didn't have the strength to lift her and she boosted herself up. Jenny's legs were spread and her pussy was soaking wet. Jim turned his attention to himself as he slid his jeans off. His top half was already naked, and he could see his skinny arms, his narrow shoulders, and his enormous breasts. His long blonde hair hung into his view as he slid his jeans off of his tiny waist, over his rounded hips and down his long slim legs to reveal his tiny hairless cock. It might have been two inches long. Maybe. But any concern Jim might have had over his rapidly shrinking penis was completely overshadowed by his arousal. He stood on tiptoe to be able to reach high enough to get his tiny dick into Jenny's hot cunt, and then began to fuck her. At first, Jim tried to thrust into his girlfriend's pussy, but every time he pulled back his cock would fall out. After his lack of success with thrusting, he just pressed his crotch against his girlfriend's and started to grind his pubic bone against hers. Jim might not have been half the man he had been days before, but fucking Jenny's hot cunt still felt good to him. In fact, it felt fantastic; better than it ever had before. Her hot wet snatch enveloped him completely as he ground his pelvis against her in a circular motion. Her legs wrapped around his rounded, female ass and pulled him in tighter against her. She was so much stronger than him that Jim knew he couldn't have escaped even if he had wanted to. It didn't take long before Jim felt himself being pushed over the brink, and his orgasm enveloped him. Jim heard his newly-feminine voice shrieking in pleasure as his cock deposited his cum in his girlfriend's cunt. He collapsed over her, feeling his big breasts press against her belly. He knew that that had been the best sex he had ever had. "Jim," Jenny ventured. "Would you do me a favor?" "What?" he muttered. "I know that felt good to you, but I couldn't even feel you in there. After being fucked by Jerry's and Dan's big monsters, I'm afraid yours just wasn't big enough. Would you mind..." Jim felt Jenny's hands on his shoulders, pushing him down until his face was against her crotch. He could see the cum dripping out of her, and knew that some of it was his, but by no means all. He leaned forward without hesitation and started to lick his girlfriend's pussy. "Oh yeah, that's better," she groaned. "That feels so good!" Jim licked back and forth. He concentrated on Jenny's clit for her pleasure, but couldn't resist dipping down into her cum-soaked pussy for his own. He still couldn't get enough cum, even after spending the best part of the day on his knees giving blowjobs. Jenny's hands clamped onto the back of his head, pushing his face into her crotch. Jim knew that, as small and weak as he now was, there was no way he could resist her. And he didn't want to. Her pussy juice and the cum that filled her was smeared on his face as Jim licked and stroked her clit. Jenny moaned louder and louder as she bucked her hips against Jim's face, screaming her orgasm. After both were satiated, they made their way back up to the bedroom they had claimed and went to bed. Jenny fell asleep almost instantly, but Jim stayed awake for a long time, pondering what had happened to him that day, and what else might happen tomorrow. On his fourth day in the house, Jim awoke to find Jenny already awake, and standing next to the bed. "Good, you're awake," she said. "Do me a favor, would you? Get up and stand against the wall for a minute." "Why?" "I want to measure you again." Jenny had the pen and pad of paper that she'd used two days before to record their measurements. "Fine," he grumbled as he got out of bed and stood against the doorjamb. Jenny marked his height with the pen, then measured the height of the mark from the floor. "5'1"," she said. "I don't think you're shrinking as fast any more." "You're still 5'6", right?" "Yep. And both the guys are more than a foot taller than you now. I don't know why you wanted to be such a tiny girl, but you are now." Jim didn't bother to protest that he hadn't wanted any of this. He was starting to wonder if perhaps Jenny hadn't been right. Had he actually wished he was a girl, on some level that he hadn't been aware of? "Well, let's see if we can find you some clothes," Jenny said, jolting Jim out of his self-reflection. "What's wrong with my clothes?" "Well, other than the fact that you've been wearing them for three days and they're not exactly clean, they don't really fit all that well any more. If you put those jeans on again, you're likely to trip over them and kill yourself." "Well, why do I need clothes at all? You know we're probably going to spend the whole day fucking, anyway." Jim found that he wasn't averse to having the two other guys involved. In fact, he was rather looking forward to it. He felt a tingle in his crotch, and was just noticing that it felt strange, when Jenny interrupted his train of thought. "I don't know if you've noticed this or not, Jim, but your tits are about the same size as mine, now. These things are HEAVY for me, and you're a lot smaller everywhere else. Believe me, you're going to be in a bit of pain if you don't wear a bra at least." "Ok, Ok. Fine. I'll wear underwear," Jim conceded. Privately, he realized that he wasn't too upset about the idea. Jenny was already digging through the dresser. "You wouldn't believe all the clothes in this place," she told him. "And they're modern, too. I guess that's just one more thing to add to the 'weird shit' list. Here, try this one," she said as she handed him a bra. She helped him to clasp the bra, then examined the fit. "Hmm, close but no cigar," she muttered, half to herself. "The cups are too small, and it's loose around your ribcage." She rooted through the dresser again. "Here, let's try this one." She assisted him in getting into it, and then admired the fit. "Yep, I'd say that's about perfect. My boyfriend is now a 28 DD-cup. I never thought I'd say that." "You're kidding me," Jim exclaimed. "Wait a minute... How big are you now?" "My tits are about the same size, but I'm bigger around the chest. A 32-DD. I think you're going to get your wish." "What wish?" "Last night you said you wanted your tits to be bigger than mine. Mine haven't gotten any bigger since yesterday, but yours are still growing. I'm pretty sure you're going to have bigger titties than me." "Wow." "Yep. Ok, now let's get you into some panties. Off with the boxers." "Aw, come on. What's wrong with boxers?" Jim asked, but in his own mind he was actually kind of excited by the prospect. Even as he objected, he was sliding his boxers down his long, slender legs. What was revealed shocked both of them. "Oh my god," Jenny exclaimed, seeming upset by the situation for the first time since the second day of their stay. "Jim, you've got a... a..." Jim turned his own gaze to his crotch, slowly registering the hairless cleft that was now all he had between his legs. "I've got a pussy," he muttered tonelessly. Both of them stood silently for a moment, dealing with the enormity of the situation. "Jim, you're a girl now," Jenny said incredulously. Jim, for his part, was coming to terms with this new revelation faster than he would have thought possible. {After all,} he considered, {It's not like it's a surprise. This has been coming for three days.} But the reality was that Jim was still somewhat shaken. His desires had been hidden in his subconscious and, though he may have guessed, he couldn't have been sure what was going to happen to him until it happened. Despite the shock he was experiencing, though, Jim found his thoughts straying to sex. He was a girl now. He had a pussy. He could be fucked. And after they had both let him suck their dicks the day before, he didn't think that Dan and Jerry would have any problem fucking him. Jim could feel the slit between his legs getting hot and wet as he thought about lying back as one of his friends penetrated him with their huge cock. The image made him even hotter and hornier. "Jenny, would you hand me those panties?" he asked. Jenny wordlessly complied, and he slid the tiny thong underwear up his legs, feeling the little scrap of cloth mold itself to his hot wet mound. "Well," said Jim, "What do you say we go find the guys? I think I've got a thing or two to show them." Jim led Jenny to the library, where they found Dan and Jerry sprawled out on chairs, just as they'd left them the night before. They were just waking as Jim and Jenny entered the room. "Well, will you look at this," Jerry said after a look at Jim. "Jim's wearing a bra and panties. You really go for this girly shit, don't you Jim?" "It's starting to grow on me," Jim admitted. Then he wordlessly reached down, hooked his thumbs under the strings of his panties, and slid them down to his thighs. He nearly laughed at the open-mouthed stares he got from Dan and Jerry. "Jesus, Jim, you've got a pussy!" Dan exclaimed. "So you really wanted to be a girl, Jim?" Jerry asked, really shaken. "I guess I did," Jim replied. "I don't know, but it feels so good to have a pussy. I just wonder what it'll feel like..." "What?" Dan asked. "I wonder what it'll feel like to get fucked." That brought Jerry and Dan back to the incredulous stare, and this time Jenny joined them. All three couldn't look at Jim's new female body without remembering that he had been a boy just five days earlier, and they couldn't believe that he would want to have one of them stick their cock up into his new cunt. Neither Dan nor Jerry could imagine ever wanting anything like that, but then neither of them had wanted to be a girl either. Jim stopped any speculation by crossing the room towards Dan. Both he and Jerry stood up as Jim approached and, as soon as he reached Dan, dropped to his knees. Out of the corner of his eye, Jim was aware that Jenny was following suit, kneeling in front of Jerry. But Jim was more concerned with Dan's enormous cock than he was with his girlfriend. He reached forward to take the semi-erect shaft in his hand, and fed it into his mouth. After only a day of experience, it felt natural to do this. He slurped and sucked the shaft, running his tongue over the smooth, taut skin. He could feel Dan's penis hardening in his mouth as he sucked it. But Jim didn't want it in his mouth. So as soon as Dan was completely hard and breathing quickly, Jim stood up and led him by the hand to one of the bedrooms on the third floor. He was vaguely aware of Jerry and Jenny following, but most of his attention was on getting Dan's cock inside him as quickly as possible. Once behind closed doors, Jim stripped off his underwear and lay down on the bed. Looking between his raised knees, Jim could see Dan standing at the foot of the bed, his foot-long cock pointed at the ceiling, impossibly erect. Dropping his gaze to his own body, Jim marveled at what a change he had undergone in the last few days. His slim arms and legs and his wide hips were the least of them. The very large breasts settled on his chest were certainly a major change, but the most profound difference was his crotch. It struck him how strange it was to look between his legs and not see a cock. Between his legs now, all Jim saw was smooth flesh, a hairless mound whose only feature was the wet slit that was aching to be penetrated. That was the biggest change: his frantic desire for the huge shaft that Dan was displaying in front of him. Jim reached down to run his finger over the smooth skin of his own pussy. He felt it slide past his clit, and then dipped it into himself, feeling his cunt tighten around his finger. Jim was distracted from his self-exploration when Dan climbed onto the bed. All at once, Jim felt his friend taking position between his legs, and he felt the huge cock pressing against the entrance to his pussy. Jim moaned as the thick penis slowly slid up into him. It felt so good to finally be fucked. He realized that this was what he had been wanting, not just for the last few days while he was changing, but for his whole life. Dan's foot-long cock slid slowly up into Jim's pussy. Dan was being as gentle as possible, wanting to let Jim's tight twat get used to being filled by such a thick, long penis. This wasn't because of any spirit of altruism, but just because he wanted to enjoy himself. He had to admit that his friend had turned himself into one hot, almost pre-teen looking piece of ass, and he wanted the experience of fucking Jim to be as enjoyable as possible. Meanwhile, the hot piece of ass that was Jim was panting away underneath his friend, and trying not to beg out loud for more. Jim couldn't believe what a craving he had to be filled with hot thrusting dick, and he didn't want to admit to his friend that he wanted nothing more than to be repeatedly speared by cocks for the remainder of his life. His skin felt electric; the nipples that crowned the rounded globes of his big titties were rock hard and felt like sparks were shooting off of them. Dan's hands on his rounded hips, kneading his girlish ass, were already driving him towards orgasm. He couldn't believe how right it felt to be fucked. "Do you... Do you like it?" asked Dan. "Yes!" Jim screamed as the dam broke, and he admitted how he loved what had happened to him. "I LOVE IT! Put your cock in me deeper! It feels fantastic!" "What about this?" Dan asked as he reached up to feel Jim's right tit. "Oh, it's great! I love my tits. Feel me up! Fuck me! Rub my tits!" Jim's orgasm hit immediately, and Dan's was quick to follow. For some reason, the situation, which they knew should have turned them off, instead excited both immensely. Dan couldn't get it out of his head that the hot girl underneath him, looking like a thirteen year old, but with curves she had no business having, was actually his friend Jim. And Jim couldn't believe that he was actually a girl, and he was letting his friend fuck him in his sloppily wet pussy. When they both had finished screaming their way through simultaneous orgasms, however, they stopped for a moment to catch their breath, laying on the bed with Dan's limpening cock still in Jim's snatch. "So... you like being fucked?" Dan asked. "I love it!" "Well... are you gay now or what?" "I don't know," Jim faltered. "I mean, I'm a girl now, right? So is it gay for me to be with a guy or a girl?" "I'm not sure..." "I don't know either," Jim continued. "All I know is, it feels fantastic. Everything feels great, I mean, it felt great to have sex with Jenny last night, but it feels even better to spread my legs and feel your big cock reaming my pussy. I can't believe how good it felt to feel your hot stiff rod pistoning in and out of my hairless cunt. I just..." "What?" "Well, I've sucked your dick and had it in my pussy. I wonder what it would feel like for you to fuck me in the ass?" Dan didn't need more of a hint than that. Almost before he'd finished asking for it, Jim felt himself being flipped over onto his stomach. He lay there, arms and legs sprawled out and his big breasts crushed underneath his chest. His lengthening blonde hair was spread across his back, and the little half-circle of his feminine ass was sticking up in the air for just a moment. The cheeks were parted slightly, revealing his little virgin asshole. Dan lined up the tip of his slippery cock at the entrance to Jim's ass, and then pushed inside. On the first thrust, Jim's eyes bugged out of his head in surprise. His ass felt so full! He couldn't believe how much bigger Dan's cock felt in his back door than when he had been taking it in his pussy. But it didn't hurt, it was just enormously more sensation than he was expecting. On the second thrust, Jim's ass exploded with pleasure. He groaned aloud from the intense feeling of being assfucked. His hips rolled forward, and his hardened clit came into contact with the sheets under him, forcing another moan through his lips. His nipples were grinding against the fabric too, and the three points of his nipples and clit felt so sensitive that he thought he could feel every thread of the woven cloth as it rubbed up against him. "Does it hurt?" Dan asked, misunderstanding Jim's moans and starting to withdraw his prick. "DON'T STOP!" Jim yelled. "Don't stop fucking my ass! Stick it in me! STICK YOUR DICK UP MY ASS AGAIN!" Dan needed no more encouragement, and he drove his big cock up Jim's ass once more. Jim felt like his ass was going to split from the heavenly feeling of having twelve inches of rock-hard dick crammed up it as Dan drove himself in to the hilt. Jim's nipples and clit ground against the bed as Dan fucked him harder and harder in the ass, forcing his cock up Jim's tight asshole again and again. Dan loved the tight feeling of his friend's back door, and Jim couldn't get enough; he was constantly begging for more. Dan's assfucking, combined with his own grinding against the bed, soon set Jim off on a series of multiple orgasms. But the grand finale hit just as Dan's grunting took on a more insistent tone and his ass-pumping went into overdrive. As the orgasm of his life was coursing through Jim's body, he felt his friend's hot cum shooting up into his ass, filling his insides. As Dan finally slid out of him, Jim could feel the warmth of the cum he had left behind. Neither of them would have believed that they could spend an entire day fucking, but that's just what they did. Both found the other's body so irresistible that the didn't leave the bed for the entire day, spending their time fucking repeatedly until evening. Finally, they felt satiated enough to venture out in search of their companions. Dan dressed in his clothes again without a problem, but when Jim tried to put his bra on, he found that it pinched his big breasts painfully. "Dude, your tits are just about bursting out of that bra," Dan commented. "I know," Jim said, somewhat surprised that he only felt a twinge of embarrassment when Dan remarked on his new equipment. "I guess I'm still getting bigger." He tossed the bra aside and pulled the tiny thong underwear up his legs as a bare nod towards modesty. He could feel his enormous mammaries jiggle and sway as he and Dan walked to meet their friends. When Dan and Jim reached the library, they found Jerry and Jennifer already there. Jenny jumped up and ran over to Jim immediately. "Jim, wow!" she exclaimed. "You look even better. And younger!" "I know," Jim said, blushing. "I mean, really! You look like you're barely in your teens, at least in the face. It's just your body that looks older. Or at least bigger. Are your tits still growing?" "I think so," Jim admitted. "A little." "I thought they might be," Jenny responded. "Just like a man, to want tits so much bigger than is practical. Here, I brought some bras for you to try," she said as she started to hand him a selection. "There, a 28-E," Jenny said as Jim finally found one that fit him perfectly. "I want to get everybody's measurements too, while we're here." "Jesus, you're treating this like some kind of science project," Jerry muttered. "So sue me," Jenny responded. "What's happening to us is weird enough. I just want to document it." But after the measurements were taken, it turned out that what was happening to Jenny, Dan, and Jerry had already finished happening. Only Jim showed any difference from his last measurements. "E-cup titties and a hair under 5'1"," Jenny remarked. "You're definitely slowing down. And you're definitely bigger than me in the tits department, too." "I can't believe you still want those things to get even bigger," Jerry said. "I mean, big tits are great, but you'll be tripping over them before too long." "I don't know, I just like them," Jim admitted. "I love the way they jiggle when I walk. And I LOVE the way it feels when they get fondled." "Yep, Jim's a real gay slut now," Jerry interjected. "I think that what would be gay for him now would be if he was still panting over me," Jenny responded hotly. "I mean, he's a girl. It's only natural for him to want to be fucked." She led Jim away to the other side of the room, leaving Jerry and Dan to trade notes on the sex they'd had during the day. "Jim, how was it?" she asked. "Dan fucked you, right?" "What do you think? It was amazing!" "You really liked it, huh? I mean, REALLY?" "It was fantastic! I never knew anything could feel so good. I mean, when he was pumping into me, and my tits were jiggling all over the place, I just felt so... GOOD, you know?" "Yeah, I think so," his girlfriend replied. "And when he put it up my ass, and came, and I felt all his hot come shooting up into my ass, filling my ass with his cum..." "You let him fuck you in the ass?" "Yeah, I loved it," Jim replied. "Well, what are we going to do the day after tomorrow?" Jenny asked. "I mean, that note said that we'd be able to leave then, and it pretty much said that if we take anything with us the changes will be permanent. Do you want to...?" "Do I want to stay a girl?" Jim asked. He mulled it over for a minute or so. "I don't know. I don't think so. I mean, I love it, it feels great. I can admit it now, to you at least, that I really do like it better. But how could I explain it to my family, or to my other friends? It'd just be too weird, I think." "Ok, we'll talk about that tomorrow. For tonight, though, I think you should sleep with Jerry." "What? Not you?" "Jim, do you really want to sleep with me? Or do you want to be fucked again?" Jim's silence answered her question. "Jim, Jerry's talking shit, but he really wants to fuck you. And I know you want to be fucked. If you're planning on changing back, you should get as much as you can now, right?" Jim knew that Jenny had an ulterior motive, wanting to be fucked by Dan as a change from Jerry, but he found that he didn't mind. Looking across the room at the enormous bulge in Jerry's pants, he found that he did really want it in him. "Ok, but just let me warn you. Jerry's a bit... rougher than Dan," Jenny explained, before crossing the room and leading Dan out by the hand. But when Jim and Jerry had retired to another bedroom, Jim didn't think Jerry was being too rough at all. The frantic fucking was exactly what he needed. Jerry pinned him down almost immediately, tearing his bra and panties off and forcing his legs apart and slipping his gigantic cock in between them to fuck Jim's pussy. The force wasn't nece