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The Delivery I couldn't believe it. When I got home, there was a huge package sitting on my doorstep, addressed to me. It had come via FedEx, and whoever sent it must have paid a fortune. But, I wasn't expecting any package that I could recall, certainly not one this large. I tried looking at the box to see who'd sent it, but the return address was smudged and illegible. I had a feeling this wasn't meant for me. But it was looking like rain so I figured whatever it was, I'd better get it inside. The box wasn't easy to move; besides being bulky, it weighed a ton. I finally managed to wrestle into the hallway. Opening the top, I could see that it was a TV inside, and a damn big one, too. Now I knew this wasn't for me. I called Federal Express, and they seemed to be unable to track the package with the numbers I gave them. I was going to tell them to pick it back up, but what the hell, if they couldn't figure out where it should go, I should probably keep it. They'd probably figure it out in a few days, and when they did, they could have it, but in the meantime, it'd be a shame to waste it. I checked with my next door neighbor, Mrs. Bennett. She was in her 40's, I guessed, and divorced. She looked pretty good for her age, and she was always dropping little hints to me about how available she was. Being 25 and single was just fine with me right now. She opened the door, a scotch in her hand. She was starting the weekend early. I could hear a couple of her friends laughing in the kitchen. 'Mrs. Bennett, did you see anyone drop a package off at my house this afternoon? It was a big box. I don't think it was for me. Were you expecting a delivery?' 'Now, Jeremy, you can call me Louisa, you know that,' she began. 'Girls,' she called to the back of the house,' did anybody see someone drop off a package at Jeremy's house today?' There was a buzzing, and she shooed me into the house. In the kitchen, she had her little group of divorcees. I knew they usually hung out at the after-work places, desperately seeking Mr. Goodbar. I didn't think any of them had been successful lately. Louisa was the gracious host. 'Girls, this is Jeremy, my neighbor from next door.' They all giggled. I was beginning to feel a little uncomfortable. 'Jeremy's got a girlfriend stashed somewhere, but I've always told him what he needs is a more mature woman, if you know what I mean.' They all laughed. She started the introductions.. Becky was in pretty good shape, tall and thin like a runner. She was fairly good looking, but her hair was cut too short; she might have looked a little better with it a little longer. I knew Janet. I'd always suspected that she might be a lesbian, but I might have been wrong. She was an aerobics instructor at the local health club, so even though I knew she was 20 years older than me, she didn't look it. Louisa said they were 'having a little party' and that I'd have to gp. Thank goodness; normally they would have asked me to stay until I could make some excuse to leave. No one had seen the package being delivered. Well, I'd done what I could. I went back to my house, and had visions of watching the game on ESPN with my new big-screen TV. When I got back to the box, it was obvious this hadn't shipped from the factory. It was a plain, unmarked box, and even though I searched all through the packing materials, there were no instructions or warranty card. The only other thing in there was the remote.. After half an hour of wrestling with it, I finally got the TV onto the stand and got it hooked up to power and cable. I sat down on my favorite recliner and clicked it on. Static. Damn. I went around behind the TV to make sure everything was connected, and everything looked fine. I sat back down and kept flipping though the channels. I got up to the numbers that I don't normally get, when suddenly I got a picture as clear as a bell. Wow. It was a porn channel. This unbelievable woman was down on all fours and getting the daylights screwed out of her by some guy. I stared at this woman; she was built so incredibly that I'd have to say she was the very blueprint of my fantasy woman. I couldn't take my eyes off her, and being alone, I unzipped my pants and started masturbating. Her hips swiveled and swayed in time to the pounding she was taking. I stroked myself harder and harder. She screamed in a high-pitched voice as she orgasmed. I felt myself losing it. And then there was a bright flash? When I woke up, I was in bed, a cold towel on my forehead. Looking up, I saw Louisa Bennett standing over me, a concerned look on her face. 'Are you okay?' she asked. I had a splitting headache, but nodded yes. 'Don't take this the wrong way, but what are you doing here?'' I said. She blushed a bit. 'The girls and I were, uh, having a little party next door. We saw a bright flash coming out of your window. I thought it was an explosion. We found you on the floor, unconscious. We all ran over. What happened?' 'Well, it's a little hard to explain.' 'When we found you, you were somewhat, um, exposed.' Damn. That was pretty embarrassing. Louisa leaned out the door. 'He's okay,' she said to the rest. I had an incredible urge to piss, so I jumped out of bed and moved past her. When I got outside, the other three women and a very built guy were sitting in my living room. The TV had come back on again, and they were silently watching the goings-on. Louisa came out and was instantly mesmerized like the rest. I had to go really badly or I would have stayed to watch. As I closed the bathroom door, I could see the bright flash out of the corner of my eye. When I returned, they all sat there with stunned looks on their faces. The women were blushing crimson, and the guy looked like he'd suffered the same fate I had. Louisa was the only one standing, and she just started babbling wildly. Apparently the party next door was a little 'single girls sex toy' party. The guy, whose name was Chris, was the salesman. Part of his salesmanship was to demonstrate some of the toys. The fact that he was in his early 20's and built like a Greek statue didn't hurt any, I guess. He asked me if he could use my bathroom, and we exchanged knowing glances. He'd cum all over himself, too. I could see he was still hard, then mentally disciplined myself for staring. Becky and Janet were still sitting on the couch, looking as if they'd just run a few miles, red in the face and breathing heavily. Everyone looked like they could use a drink, but all I had was beer. To my surprise, everyone accepted. Janet fairly chugged hers, and crushed the can when she was finished. 'Could I have another?' she asked. Fortunately, I had plenty. Chris returned from the bathroom. I could still see his monstrous erection through his pants. Louisa must have been staring, too, because Janet said 'Geez, Louisa, take a picture, it'll last longer.' Blushing, she changed the subject. 'Well, we still have a party next door to finish. Jeremy, be a dear and bring some beer over. We'd been having Margaritas, but we were just about out.' I complied, my curiosity winning out over common sense and my aching head. When we got back to Louisa's, everyone seemed to have regained their equilibrium except me. Chris went back into his sales pitch. He had a lot of leather things, kinky little lingerie outfits, some red latex clothes, some bondage things (nothing too extreme, I noted with relief), and lots and lots of different kinds of dildos, in different shapes, sizes and colors. Plus some things that well, I didn't know what they were for. One of the rules of these parties was supposedly that the display items could be looked at and held, but not actually, well, used. But as the party wore on, that rule seemed to be blurring just a bit. Louisa stole one of his vibrating eggs, and before he knew it, she was curled up on a chair in the corner, a dreamy smile on her face as she enjoyed the pleasant buzz. Speaking of buzz, Becky pulled out a little Ziploc bag with half a dozen joints in it, and before long the house was reeking as we passed around the weed. I'd smoked before, but this stuff really seemed to be going to my head. The girls looked a lot better to me than they had earlier. Hell, everybody looked good. Chris had taken his pants off for some reason. He'd said he was uncomfortable. Well, I could see why he was. He had the most incredible boner stretching out his bikini briefs. Louisa came around me and blocked my view. She dived at his crotch, pulling his erection free and popping it into her mouth. He moaned as she gagged herself on his meat. I stood back to get a better view. His cock was so unbelievably large, it seemed to go on forever. I felt my own cock twitch as I watched Louisa go down on the young stud. Becky and Janet had started making out. Janet seemed intent on forcing her tongue as far down the other woman's throat as it would go. Her muscular arms held her slender partner in place as she ground her hips against her. Becky ,for her part, seemed to be enjoying this treatment. And then I saw it- another flash coming from next door. I fairly ran out of Louisa's. My front door was open, and when I got to my living room, there was my girlfriend Sally. I'd completely forgotten we'd had a date tonight. She was as stunned as the others had been. "I saw your door was open, but you weren't here. I was wondering where you were, and I sat down to wait for you. The TV came on all by itself, and there was this- stuff on. Porn. Unbelievable. I wanted to turn it off, but I couldn't. It was very weird.' Sally seemed to be still digesting what was going on. 'I'm sorry I wasn't here. I was at Louisa's- Mrs. Bennett's- next door. She needed some help.' That seemed to satisfy her. 'I'm just really tired right now. Can I just relax here for a second?' She closed her eyes, and before I could even get her a blanket, she was asleep. I was dead tired myself, and dragged myself into bed. I didn't even take my clothes off- I just flopped face-down into the mattress. It was a restless sleep. I kept dreaming of Chris and that immense cock of his. I dreamed that it was me that was taking it into my mouth, sucking it down my throat. I couldn't shake the image. Sometime in the middle of the night, Sally must have climbed into bed with me. She was sweating, as was I. I turned up the air-conditioning, but it didn't seem to help. I tossed and turned for the rest of the night. I stumbled out of bed the next morning early. I had a splitting headache. I grabbed some aspirin and gulped them down. I probably looked like hell, but I hadn't even popped my contacts in yet, so I just got into the shower to see if I could bring myself back to life. As I stood under the water, I tried to put together what had gone on the previous night. Boy, I must have gotten really drunk, I thought. What I seem to remember couldn't really be what happened, could it? Was my neighbor next door that crazy? Did I have a TV linked to the hottest porno network ever? As I thought about all of this, I lathered up with the soap. Rubbing it over my chest, I came up with a strange substance on my hands. It took a second to realize that it was hair. I rubbed again, and was stunned to see another clump of hair in my hand. Was my hair falling out? I felt my head; it seemed if anything, that I had more hair on my head this morning. Unable to stop, I just kept washing the hair off my body. The drain was getting clogged, and I pulled a thick mat of hair away from it. I could see the hair coming off my legs as well. I felt their smoothness with a mixture of terror and excitement. This was really weird. As I checked, the hair had disappeared everywhere. Only my pubic hair and the hair on my head remained. Even my face felt as if it had been freshly shaved with a sharp razor. My arms were smooth as a baby's butt. I cleared the shower drain again as I shut off the water. I put my contacts in, but the mirror was too steamed up to see anything. Sally came in, her eyes like slits, her hair all tousled, wearing one of my oversize t-shirts. It barely covered her butt, but I seemed to recall the last time she'd worn it it was a lot bigger on her. I got a little closer to her, and she indeed looked taller than before. She shot me a look and said 'Get out of my face. I have the most vicious headache.' I gave her a few aspirin, and got out of her way. I had a full-length mirror on the back of my closet door, and I went to take a good look at myself. The most noticeable thing was the lack of body hair, but the hair on my head had gotten longer. I seemed somehow a little smaller than I was last night; maybe an inch shorter, but I'd also lost some weight. How was this possible? I looked at my knee; I'd always had a scar there from when I tore it up playing football in high school. The scar had faded . I felt myself absent-mindedly running my fingers up and down my legs; it felt so good I didn't want to stop. While I was there, Sally sneaked up behind me and kissed me on the neck. We started making out, and it wasn't long before we were back in bed. I was so unbelievably horny, but strangely it took a while for my equipment to respond. Sally was a madwoman today. She pushed me down and mounted me with a wild look in her eye. She sat down on my cock with a flourish, taking me inside her in one swoop. It felt like she was going to break it off. Once she hit bottom, she seemed awfully tight. I'd gotten in, but I wasn't sure I'd be able to get out. She bent over me slowly, still keeping me in her vise, as her red hair spilled down over my face. Then, her chest touched mine. The torture was exquisite; on the one hand, it felt like she was ripping my penis out by its roots . On the other, her erect nipples brushing against mine was pure ecstasy. My chest seemed to be on fire as we writhed on the sheets. I reached up to touch her breasts; they felt so warm and wonderful in my hands. She groaned softly as I ran my trembling fingers over her hard little points, then moaned louder as I flicked them. She reached down to grab my nipples in turn, and as she touched them, I felt a shiver pass through my body. She rolled one between her thumb and forefinger, then did the same to the other. Now it was my turn to moan. I felt like every sensation in my body was coursing through my chest. My cock twitched in its velvet prison. A smile came over Sally's face, and she bent over double to put one of my nipples into her mouth. She sucked at it and nibbled it gently with her teeth. That was it for me. My whole body went rigid, my toes curling, my hair standing on end. I started cumming, in wave after wave of pleasure. Sally sat stock- still above me, absorbing the shot after shot of spunk I was pumping into her. My orgasm seemed to be endless; every time I thought I was done, another spasm racked me, and I shot another wad. My scrotum ached, and yet I fired another load. I couldn't imagine I had anything left, but still managed to spurt up inside her. Now it was downright painful. Sally seemed not to mind at all. Finally, she got up off of my crotch, squeezing the last drops from my limp cock. I lay there exhausted, unable to move. Sally stood up, a look of amazement on her face. Flat on my back as I was, I could only look up weakly at her and giggle. For some reason, I couldn't stop myself. From giggling. My head was swimming, and I felt as if I had a buzz on. Getting out of bed, I lurched a bit before steadying myself. Wow, I was buzzed. Sally looked at me oddly 'Are you okay?' she asked. All I could do was giggle. This was really weird. I tried putting on my underwear but it didn't seem to fit me right, like I'd lost a waist size. Sally went next door for help. She returned with Janet, Becky, Louisa and Chris. I guess the sex-toy salesman spent the night, I thought, giggling. Louisa and Becky looked great; someone must have given them a makeover, because they both looked ten years younger than they did yesterday . Louisa piped up " Maybe he'd feel better if he was wearing some clothes." Her voice had taken on a musical quality I'd never noticed before. In fact I was noticing a lot of things I hadn't noticed before. Janet was farthest from me, and it seemed that she'd changed a bit, too. In fact, I thought it was a man at first. Chris said " Maybe he just needs a little air." I couldn't help but notice that he was wearing bike shorts and his long cock was outlined in the stretchy fabric. Sally agreed, and shooed everyone out of the bedroom. I tried putting on my pants, but they looked ridiculously long. What was going on here? I wanted to think about this, but I felt myself start giggling again. Sally looked at me crossly, and threw a pair of shorts and t-shirt on me. They didn't fit either, but she didn't care. She walked me out into the living room, holding me up with more strength than I would have thought she had. And I wasn't exactly standing up straight, but she seemed taller than me. Thinking about that made me giggle once again. I managed to walk unsteadily out to the living room, squinting in the light of early afternoon. I slumped on a couch. I felt so weak. Louisa got me a glass of water, and as she bent over to hand it to me, a button on her dress popped open, revealing magnificent cleavage. I also noticed she wasn't wearing a bra. These two things would normally be enough to give me a raging hardon, but all I could manage was a weak smile. Chris picked right up on it, though. 'Louisa, is that dress a little tight on you?' he smirked. She smirked right back, 'Yeah, I think I may need to make some alterations', she purred, undoing another button and practically pushing her boobs in his face. Chris rose to the bait, and in a flash, he grabbed her and began to undress her. Louisa displayed no embarrassment as the dress fell to the floor. Her breasts stood out proud and firm, and her body was certainly not that of a woman in her mid 40's; mid 20's was more like it. She was wearing only a skimpy pair of panties as she turned her attention to Chris. He'd already lost his shirt, and Louisa was making quick work of the bike shorts. His cock sprang free of its spandex prison, and I gasped when I saw it. I hadn't spent a lot of time looking at other guys' equipment, but this was the largest I'd ever seen. Thick and throbbing, he pushed Louisa down in front of him so that she was kneeling, her tongue running the length of his magnificent organ before taking it into her mouth. Chris threw his head back in satisfaction as she waxed his tool.. Watching her take it into her mouth, I experienced a weird set of feelings. I almost wished it could be me kneeling in front of that stud, taking his prick as far down my throat as far as it could go. The thought of it gave me a peculiar tingle. My cock felt almost as if it had gone to sleep-all pins and needles. My nipples were painfully erect. I quietly put a hand up under my shirt to rub one and was rewarded by a shiver of pleasure running down to my toes. Janet and Becky had taken the opportunity to start a little undressing of their own. Becky untied her halter top and revealed a magnificent set of breasts. Like Louisa, it seemed like the years had melted away. Her body was that of a 20 year old. Janet was a different story. She'd bulked up considerably under that torn sweatshirt she was wearing. She kissed Becky so hard it seemed like she was going to devour her. Becky knelt down in front of her and pulled down her tight shorts. My view was blocked by Sally, who stood before me, practically panting. She'd removed her clothes as well, standing naked except for a sheer pair of panties. Her hand was inside them and she was playing with herself desperately. The look on her face told me she expected help. Shaking all over from lust and weakness, I reached out and tugged at her last scrap of clothing. Her pussy mound was matted with sweat, revealing a strange protuberance at the top of her vagina. I instinctively moved forward to lick it with my tongue. It was small but very hard, and when I touched it, she jumped, then grabbed my head, mashing it back into her crotch. My entire face came into contact with that strange nub. Suddenly , Sally was moving away from me. I'd been so tightly focused on her that I hadn't noticed Louisa coming over to french kiss her and fondle her boobs. I was suddenly left with nothing to do. Turning, I saw Chris on the edge of the chair, stroking his ten-inch cock with one mighty hand. All sense left my brain as I crawled over to him. I had to touch it! It was hot and slick from Louisa's saliva. I held it in both of my hands and slowly lowered my head. Chris was motionless, allowing me to shatter my taboos on my own. I'd never had the slightest urge to do this before, but somehow it felt right to stick this awesome cock in my mouth. I tasted the bitterness of the pre-cum on the tip, then sank lower, forcing as much as I could down my throat without choking. I reached down and cupped his massive balls. I could feel them shifting and his scrotum tighten as he became more excited. I relaxed my throat unconsciously and took more of his dick than I would have thought possible. It was so hot and hard . I felt suddenly energized as I went down on him again and again. I realized that I wanted his cum inside me, and the idea of it seemed to clear my head. Now I had only one purpose, and I went at it with every fiber of my being. I felt a warm glow washing over me again, and I took my one free hand and groped one of my nipples under my shirt. Was I really doing this? My mind seemed a blur as I sucked harder and harder on Chris' cock. I could feel him getting ready to cum, and I wanted this so badly that I blocked out everything else. I closed my eyes and was hit by a tidal wave of sperm. I swallowed the first load without difficulty, but jet after jet poured down my throat. I resisted the urge to cough as he fired what felt like a gallon of seed. It was dribbling oout of my nose and down my chin, but I wouldn't release him. I realized half-dreamily that I was dumping a load of my own cum on the floor. It felt distant, as if it wasn't even coming from me. My little cock kept spurting, but I felt none of the usual surge, then crashing back to earth that I normally experienced. This seemed to go on and on for minutes. Finally the last few dribbles hit the puddle on the rug between my legs. I was savoring the last gulp of semen I'd been given; it tickled my throat as I swallowed it. The warm feeling it gave me grew. I slowly stood up, realizing I was naked from the waist down. Looking down, I could see that my cock had virtually disappeared. It was a fleshy bulb, no more. I felt the nearly empty sac underneath . But while I had lost some things, I'd gained others. My shirt had been pushed out, and I felt a small pair of boobs developing there. I took off my shirt to gaze at them; tiny, but definitely cute and perky. Looking around I could also see that I'd lost a few inches in height. I was viewing everything from a lower perspective. Sally came over to me with a lust in her eyes I'd never seen before. Her breasts were larger, her face was even more attractive, and?..she kissed me hungrily, crushing her boobs against mine. Her steely nipples bored two holes in my chest. And she was rubbing her crotch against mine in a most insistent fashion, as if scratching an itch. Finally she broke her kiss and pushed me down so that I was kneeling in front of her. I was eye to eye with her fleshy love spot. I knew what I had to do, and wasted no time. My tongue and lips danced over her, bringing this incredible little nub to life. At first it merely peeked out of her bush like a scared animal, but gradually my attentions were drawing it out. Before long, the nub had swelled to the size of a cigar butt. Then I was able to put it into my mouth and as I sucked loudly, it became longer and thicker. Then I began to feel it becoming hard. The feel of this was too incredible for words. Sally could only gasp 'Oh my god" over and over again. I now had a full mouthful to take care of. Suddenly I knew that I was a part of the magic that was taking place here. It was me that was making this happen. The knowledge just drove me to suck her harder and harder. Then, without warning, I was greeted by another hot load, as Sally grunted and rammed herself down my throat one last time. Her torrent of spunk hit me like a tidal wave, but somehow I hung on, just barely. As her now-limp cock slipped from between my lips, I could feel the effects her magic sperm had on me. I realized that my cock was now no more than a little nub. I looked at my boobs, and they were fuller and firmer than before. Louisa came over to me and smiled 'You're so cute, I just want to eat you up.' My head was spinning. What was happening to me? I ran out of the living room, leaving behind the floating orgy. I closed the door behind me and approached the mirror with trepidation. It was still me somehow, but I almost didn't recognize the person in the mirror. I couldn't have been more than 5'5"- could I have shrunk seven inches? What stared back at me was a young woman with a head of blonde hair, a perky face, bright blue eyes, a nice set of boobs, a tight ass and smooth, curvaceous legs. Looking at my hands, I saw perfectly manicured nails. What was left of my cock seemed to have vanished behind my neatly trimmed pubic hair. I reached down to touch it and felt a shiver of pleasure run up my spine. Wandering lower, I could feel slippery juices leaking from??..my pussy. The thought was too much to comprehend. I had become a woman. Trying to think like a man was becoming difficult; in fact, any rational thought at all was banished as I explored my new body. My breasts and my new clitty were incredibly sensitive to the touch. I picked up my left boob and let it go, watching it jiggle ever so slightly. The weight of it threw my balance off slightly. While I played with myself, Louisa sneaked up behind me. She reached around to cup my tits, and I could the warm softness of her own set pressing into may back. I squealed in a high-pitched voice as she tweaked one nipple, then the other. Juices dripped out of my vagina and down my leg. Abruptly, Louisa spun me around, and sat me up on the bathroom counter. First she kissed me powerfully, and I realized that I felt weak and powerless in her grasp. Then she worked her way down to my chest, licking and suckling each of my boobs in turn. I screamed as she bit them ever so slightly. Then she got down to my crotch, and her mouth started setting off fireworks in my head. I began frigging myself wildly against her face, looking for release. I rubbed my sloppy pussy all over her face, desperate to cum. Now out of the shadows came another figure. It was Janet, but she was taller, wider and ruggedly built. A handsome face and a manly set of pecs. I looked down and saw that she/he had an impressive dick. I squirmed on the bathroom counter, my legs spread wide, whining like a little puppy, begging him with my eyes to fuck me. Louisa grabbed his cock and fed him into me. The feeling of his hot cock gliding past my pussy lips was awesome. He slid easily, then encountered an obstacle. He grabbed my hips, and forced his way though my virginity. The pain was excruciating for the first few seconds, but my lust overcame all. Deeper and deeper he penetrated, until he was completely buried inside me. The feeling of being filled by his hot dick was overwhelming. I threw my arms around his neck as he began to hump me. Drool escaped from my lips as I lost all control. I humped back at him like an animal, moaning as I got closer and closer to cumming. I felt like I was being split open as he rammed me again and again. A fuzziness came over me as I felt the tingling of my orgasm. I closed my eyes and gave in to the feeling. I whipsawed my body against his, and I could feel his load building. Within seconds I could feel him pumping me full of jism,. I took it all and only reluctantly let his dick out of me. As I lay there exhausted, my pussy dribbling his man juice, Louisa and Becky came in and practically carried me to bed. I was out before my head hit the pillow. When I awoke, the house was quiet and the lights were out. I lay there in the dark, feeling the pressure on my chest from my breasts. It was my first reminder that things had indeed changed. Secondly, I put my hand on my crotch. Yes, my cock really was gone. My fingers slid between my pussy lips and rubbed across my clit. I felt a thrill, different than any I'd ever experienced . I slid my finger in, and was enveloped in the warm wetness. I rubbed the slick finger over my clit and groaned. It felt so good I couldn't stay away. I squeaked in an impossibly high voice, trying to keep quiet, but wanting to scream as I frigged myself. I heard a stirring outside, and the door opened. In the dimness, I tried to make out who it was. 'Couldn't keep your hands off the equipment, could you?' It was Sally's voice, but deeper and raspier than usual. 'Well, I'm kind of having the same problem.' In the moonlight I could see she was naked. She was built like an Amazon now, with broad shoulders and muscular arms. Her breasts jutted out firmly, and her upper body looked like she'd been doing some serious steroids. But as my eyes roamed down to her crotch, I could see her gently stroking her cock. It was hard and ready. I pulled my middle finger out of my dripping slit and spread my legs in submission, wordlessly inviting her in. But Sally had other ideas. She got up on the bed and straddled my chest. I mewed softly, realizing that the itch in my pussy wasn't going to be scratched just yet. Sally whacked me playfully on the face with her cock. It felt as if it was burning, it was so hot. I closed my lips around the swollen mushroom tip and played my tongue over its smooth surface. I realized with a start that I loved doing this, something I would never have considered doing just two days ago. But right now, having a cock in my mouth felt good. What would feel even better was sticking this monster between my legs, another thought that amazed me. Sally forced her cock further down my throat until I thought I would gag, then pulled it out. She stood up over me on the bed. I felt intoxicated as I lay there looking up at her magnificent body. Her legs were long and muscular, and her cock stood out straight and proud. From the waist down, she was a man. From the waist up, she was all warrior princess, with flowing blond hair. It was a combination that shouldn't have worked but somehow did. I pulled myself into a sitting position and homed in again on that delicious prick. I sucked it into my mouth with all the force I could muster. I played with Sally's dangling nuts, and was rewarded by a groan from above. I worked my way backward and inserted my middle finger into her anus, as I continued my frantic blowjob. I realized I would do anything to have her blow her load in my mouth. I needed to taste her jizz in the worst way; I didn't know why and didn't care. I just had to have it. As I forced my finger inside her chute, I felt her legs tremble, and her cock exploded in my mouth. I inhaled her cum, and I felt it slide down my throat, burning like a fine cognac. I licked Sally's dick clean, not wanting to miss a drop of the precious fluid. I felt lightheaded again, and I giggled, falling back onto the bed. As I lay there, eyes closed and grinning, Sally came down on top of me. She forced her tongue between my lips, and I knew she could taste her own spunk in our kiss. It seemed to turn her on. She ground herself against me and I realized that she was far stronger than I was now. Sally seemed cognizant of this as well and became more gentle, kissing her way down my neck and onto one of my breasts. I couldn't tell for sure, but from the feel of them they were larger and even more sensitive than before. The touch of her tongue on my nipple was enough to send me on my way to orgasm. I squealed in delight as the mind-numbing tingly feeling spread through my body. Sally kept at it, and as she bit down softly on my other nipple, I came again, writhing in delicious agony. Sally worked her way down, down, down until her mouth was half an inch from my steaming, aching pussy. I was frozen in anticipation. She blew gently across my swollen clit and the fireworks started all over again. Then she nuzzled my crotch and slowly licked her way up and down my slit, pausing at the top to twirl her tongue around my love bud. I couldn't take it any more and began humping myself against her face. I could feel the dampness of the sheets as I gushed pussy juices. I could wait no longer. I pushed Sally's head away. 'I need it now'. I wailed in a squeaky voice. Sally decided to have a little fun with me. 'Need what?' she asked. 'You know what' I whined. 'Then beg for it,' she growled. 'I want to hear you beg me for it.' I was too far gone not to. I realized that I'd really crossed over. I was just a weak, horny woman, begging for sex. It was a moment that made me pause, but then my primal urges took over and swept away all reason and logic. "I want your cock. I want you to fuck me. Please.' I groveled. Sally reared up and in one smooth motion, positioned her cock at the entrance to my vagina. I begged her again. 'Please fuck me. I need it so bad right now.' The last word got chopped off as she thrust into me. I was so wet that she was buried to the hilt immediately. 'Ooooooh' , I gasped. She stayed there for a second, then withdrew, then skewered me again, only harder this time. With each plunge, it was like having the wind knocked out of me. All I could do was yell 'unh' every time she reached bottom. Gradually, I adjusted to the sensation and began to enjoy myself. Soon, I was meeting her thrust for thrust. Somewhere along the way I had another orgasm, which only drove me against her harder and faster. I realized I was screaming. Sally's large tits were grinding against me as she held me down with her powerful hips. I was helpless underneath her, as she groaned out her impending cum. She slowed, and then stopped. She went rigid as she blew her load deep inside me. I felt so dreamy, as if I were floating on a cloud. Even Sally pulling her now-limp cock out of me couldn't bring me out of it. Sally stood at the edge of the bed . I looked at that amazing body and knew that I was hooked on it. She smiled at me in an odd way.' Now you know what it's like to be properly fucked.,' she said. Then she walked out the door. I floated a little longer, then realized I had to pee something awful. That's what finally brought me back to earth. I ran, naked, juice dripping down my legs, into the bathroom. The cool tile really shook me out of my semi-stupor. As I sat down to pee, I tried to put all the pieces together. I had seemed to be floating on a rushing river, being carried downstream without any knowledge of where I was going or what I was doing. I concentrated intently on all that was going on. It all started with that TV. I was a MAN then. The concept seemed somehow foreign to me now, as I brought a hand up to touch my left breast. It felt so warm and wonderful, and I flicked the nipple, sending a shiver down my spine. Then I tried once again to get a grip on myself. I had the horniness of a 16 year old boy in the body of a porn star. This was not a good combination for clear, rational thinking. But once again I focused. My neighbor next door; Mrs. Bennett?Louisa. She'd been in her mid 40's if she was a day. But she'd changed- the years had melted away, and she looked 21. And a damn fine 21 at that. Her friend Becky looked even younger, but no less stunning. And her other friend Janet seemed to have gone in a different direction. I couldn't be sure, but she looked awfully mannish. Then there was Sally. The realization that I'd just been fucked by my girlfriend dawned on me. She was a beautiful woman with a huge erect cock. I had just laid on my bed while she screwed the shit out of me. As I thought of it, the horniness I had been holding at bay came over me again. I was turned on by the very thought of a man's cock. I knew I had to get to the bottom of this, but it was 4 in the morning and I was exhausted. I staggered back to bed and fell asleep after a quick bout of masturbation, and dreamed of being penetrated in every way shape and form. As I rolled over in bed, I groggily opened an eye to look at the clock. 10:30. I slowly pulled my thoughts together. I looked down at my chest. Somehow the fact that I was a woman didn't seem to bother me as much as it had last night, and the fact that I'd gotten laid excited me. In fact, I tried thinking about other things, but couldn't get the thought of sex out of my mind. What day was it? I had no clue. All I could think about was the fuzzy warmth of an orgasm. I had to force myself to put on a bathrobe and go out into the kitchen. I couldn't remember the last time I'd eaten, but somehow I wasn't hungry. I was thirsty, though, and got some orange juice from the fridge. As I closed the door and turned around, I jumped. A teenage girl was in my kitchen, smiling. But this was no ordinary teenager. She grabbed the orange juice container from me and took a swig. 'Hi', she said. 'I came over to see if you were okay' She sensed the confusion on my face. 'I'm Becky, remember?' I had to think for a minute. Becky was a woman in her 30's at least, but this?girl looked no more than 14. She wore a tight little shirt that exposed her midriff, and her ass was barely covered by a pair of cutoff jeans that looked poured on. Her boobs were a bit large for her age, I noticed, but she'd kept that shortish blonde hair. She looked up at me with a crooked grin. 'So how do you like being a woman, Jeremy?' she cooed. 'Or should I call you Jenny?' I didn't know what to say. I was frozen in place. But Becky smirked and tugged at the belt of my bathrobe and it flew open. I felt an odd sensation, as if I'd done this before. Becky's face charged; the smirk was gone as she placed a small hand on my chest, then dragged a fingernail across my left nipple. I let out an involuntary gasp of pleasure. Encouraged by this, she moved closer. As she ran one finger over my nipple, her other hand cupped my rapidly-warming pussy. 'Ooh, you're getting a little wet down there, baby. Is this turning you on?' I could only nod my head. Becky took my hand and led me over to the couch. My bathrobe disappeared somewhere along the way. She sat me down, then knelt in front of me, her delicate arms gently prying my legs apart. I could see my clit sticking out from my little bush, proud and erect. Becky kissed her way up my leg slowly. I could feel the juices dripping out of me now, and the air was full of the smell of my sex. I noticed another odor as well- Becky had pulled down her shorts and her hand was inside her panties as she made her way toward my clit. I was all I could do to keep from grabbing her head and dragging it into my crotch. Finally she flicked her tongue against my swollen nub and I screamed. She was still under control, working her tongue up and down my pussy, ending each stroke with a lingering massage of my clitty. I was spiraling out of control. Almost without realizing it, I had slithered from the couch to the floor. Becky never missed a beat and a fire was building inside me. The blood rushed to my head, and I could hear a buzzing in my ears. Her talented tongue had turned me into a mass of quivering jelly. I lay there as the orgasm built , and convulsed in wave after wave of pleasure as Becky massaged my pussy with her tongue and fingers. I came again as her mouth seemed to corkscrew on my clit. It took me a while to realize that she'd turned completely around and her hairless little snatch lay just an inch from my face. She gasped, then giggled as I stuck my tongue out to touch her dripping labia. As I started to get more serious, her giggles turned to squeals of delight. She humped her pussy right up against my nose and mouth, and as she did so, she stuck one of her fingers all the way up inside my ass as she sucked on my clit. The combination of the two sensations sent me right over the edge. My screams were muffled by her sloppy crotch. My tongue was just something rough for her to rub her clit against- I was barely able to breathe, then suddenly she erupted in a quivering yell as she came over and over. Finally her cries died away and she rolled over onto the floor, as spent as I was. It was only then that I noticed we'd had an audience. At the other end of the room I could see Chris and another man stroking their long cocks. I was too weak to do anything but watch them. Was the other guy Janet? He had her dark looks, but he was all stud muffin. They moved closer and out of the shadows. They were so hung and yummy-looking, but I felt as if I was paralyzed. Janet picked me up as if I were a sack of potatoes and lay me on the couch. Chris draped the spent body of Becky gently on another overstuffed chair. Then they winked at each other. Chris said' Turnabout's fair play- you put on a show for us, now we'll put one on for you.' I had no idea what he meant, but I knew I'd find out soon. Chris went over to Janet and began stroking his cock. It seemed to grow even larger in his hands. Then Chris got down on his knees and without further ado, plopped the fat penis in his mouth, sucking on it with a gusto I never would have expected. Janet threw his head back as he relished the blowjob. Chris seemed to already be an expert. Then with a tap to his shoulder, Chris pulled away and Janet's hard, wet dick sprang out of his mouth. From out of nowhere, a bottle of lubricant appeared. I caught a hint of cherry smell as Janet waxed his rod with it. Chris, meantime, had gotten down on all fours, his cute ass wiggling impatiently at Janet, his cock dangling between his legs. His lubrication done, Janet moved behind Chris and positioned his magnificent cock at the entrance to his buddy's asshole. Then, with a powerful lunge, he pile-drove into Chris, his leg muscles rippling as he forced his way into the depths. Chris pushed back and grunted, his face twisted as he struggled to take the huge schlong inside him. In a few seconds Janet had burst through and was balls-deep. He stayed motionless as Chris's innards loosened and accepted the intruder; when he thought the time was right, he pulled his dick almost all the way out, then rammed it home again . Chris let out a long groan as Janet stuffed his ass. As tired as I was, I was spellbound by these two hunky men having sex. Chris seemed to enjoy being the passive one, wiggling his ass seductively as he impaled himself on that huge slab of meat. Watching it sawing in and out of him I felt my excitement rising again despite myself. I could see that Becky was enjoying herself too; two of her slim fingers were buried inside that hairless teen pussy of hers. The boys moved into high gear- Janet was building toward an orgasm. He lifted up Chris by the legs and began piledriving his dick into his sweating ass. Chris seemed nearly helpless in his viselike grip. But I could see his cock flopping around wildly, scattering cum all over the carpet, the furniture, even the walls. Janet groaned once, and dumped a load of his own cum into the sex toy salesman's anus. Chris crumpled to the floor, discarded by Janet as if he were a used condom. Janet sank to his knees to catch his own breath. Out of the shadows, Sally emerged, her own dick shiny with lubricant. Wordlessly, she bent Janet over and drilled her full length into him. Janet seemed frozen by the turn of events, but Becky game him no time to think. Holding him by the neck with one of her powerful arms, she humped him fiercely. Janet struggled briefly, but as Sally felt his resistance die away, she loosened her grip, positioning her hands on his firm ass cheeks. Janet became a willing partner. My own hands drifted to my clit as I felt myself blushing with horniness watching the ever-changing cast of characters. But the surprises weren't finished. Out of nowhere strode a tall, dark woman. It took me a second to realize that it was Louisa. Her facial features were similar, but she had become a bronze goddess somehow. I watched, fascinated as she glided across the room, wearing the skimpiest of string bikinis. Her large breasts seemed as if they would burst through her tiny top atany moment. I looked at her with lust, but I realized that my viewpoint had changed. I couldn't conceive of having a thing between my legs to stick in her. What I wanted to do was feel her soft skin against mine, our hard nipples touching. She went over to little Becky, and I lost sight of them behind the main event taking place in front of me. Sally was plundering Janet's ass with a fury. Janet's muscular frame rippled with intensity as he took Sally's full length smoothly up his ass. Sally was so beautiful to watch in action. I rubbed my little nubbin a little harder, enjoying the spikes of yumminess it gave me. Was Sally really my girlfriend? Hadn't I just laid down for her myself no too long ago? I was getting so confused; the only thing that seemed clear to me was that I needed cum, both my own and that of others . A blob of Chris's recently sprayed jism lay on my leg; I scooped it up and sucked it into my mouth. It mixed with the taste of my own juices on my finger. I rolled the little bit of nectar around in my mouth before swallowing. It felt so good. Sally was approaching her climax now. She was flinging Janet around, corkscrewing her way into his ass. She flipped him over onto his back and put his legs over her shoulders as she moved in for the kill. He was helpless to resist. But my attention was distracted by the touch of a hand on my arm. I looked over and lost myself in Louisa's bright blue eyes that seemed luminous against her mocha skin. Her hand drifted down my arm and wandered between my legs, where it met my own masturbating finger. She slid between my nether lips as I gasped. She was so smooth and effortless, and she smelled so good. An earthy smell mixed with the musk of her sex, a different kind of smell than the teenage Becky. Withdrawing her long-nailed finger from my snatch, Louisa stood in front of me, those magnificent melons inches away from me, encased in only a thin bikini top. I was amazed that they hadn't fallen out. A thick nipple poked through each triangle of material. They stood so firm and proud from her chest. Louisa reached behind her neck and undid the string top. The covering fell away and I stared at the brown mounds with the large, dark-coffee colored areolae. Her nipples were like bullets aimed at my face. I flicked my tongue at one seductively, and it twitched under the attention. Louisa let out an animal growl and moved closer. I lost myself in her soft tits, moving from one to the other as she purred her satisfaction. She gently guided one of my hands to her steaming crotch. Dampness had soaked through the material, and I was becoming overwhelmed with the aroma of her sexual excitement. Slowly, I licked my way down her body, her moans getting louder as I moved past the kinky-haired, neatly-trimmed little triangle to her swollen clit. It was hiding behind two big butterfly pussy lips and as I sucked her little man into my mouth, she screamed and yanked at my hair. She pulled back her labia and spread her feet a little wider on the couch cushions as she stood over me, one hand balancing herself against the wall behind me as I devoured her musky snatch. She alternated between shouts and groans as I drank her like a fine wine. My reward for m efforts had placed herself between my own legs. Becky was back to rugmunch me again. I shifted my legs as best I could to accommodate her while still keeping my mouth pressed against my dark friend's dribbling love hols. I briefly tried to remember her name but was unable to. No matter. All that mattered was the feelings I was surrounded by. I felt as if I was drifting away on a cloud of sex. If I'd had any concerns, I was damned if I could remember what they were. Meanwhile, my orgasm was building again and my brain was going fuzzy. Off to the side I could see two men stroking their cocks as they watched us. I peeked to the other side and could see a tall statuesque woman with a ten-inch cock stroking it as well. It exploded in her hand, showering me with delicious cum. I felt more of it splashing over my body, as my own climax rippled through my entire being. Suddenly the whole room was bathed in a tremendous flash of light??????? * * * * * * 'Cut!' The director yelled. "That was great, folks!' Shantal pulled away from my face and Becky stood up quickly. I got myself organized as well. One of the grips handed me a damp cloth to wipe off the sperm , then handed me a bathrobe. It was damn cold in this studio, even with all the lights. Helped to keep those nipples hard. Mine were hurting after a long day on the set. Chris came over. "How you doing, honey?' I knew how he was doing- he'd just cum all over me. I was always amazed how he could get off in a room full of people and equipment. It was a guy thing, I guessed. They couldn't fake a cum shot like we girls could fake an orgasm. I'd faked about twenty today, and I was damned tired. 'All right, I guess,' was my reply. Chris wanted to get into my pants when the cameras weren't rolling, but I wasn't too sure about him. He was just a little too convincing in the gay sex scenes.. At least my day was over. Poor Sally was going to spend another hour with the makeup people removing that prosthetic penis they'd talked her into wearing. I was glad she'd drawn the short straw when that suggestion came up. Jake, the director (and one of the actors) came up with that gem. Sally wasn't buying that it'd be good for her career. Taking that thing off was worse than a dozen bikini waxes. Jake called Chris over and put his arm around him, deep in conversation. He obviously was hitting on his leading man. It was my cue to get out of there. In the little dressing room, I got into my own clothes and invited Shantal and Becky back to my place for a few drinks. Becky said she was eighteen, which I doubted, but after today she'd need a drink too. Sally'd meet up with us later after, well, ouch?.. Shantal and I shared a nice little place, and we'd been known to experiment with each other after a few drinks. But tonight I needed to unwind, and sex was the last thing I needed. On our way out, we signed our releases and collected our checks. I was sure that pictures of today's activities would be showing up on the internet in a week or two. As I was leaving, I did a bit of a double-take. Hadn't there been a big TV there before? Oh well, maybe my mind was playing tricks. Time to get home, take a bath and relax?.