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The Day Tucker Became His Sister-Part I - by: Wolverine
One day Tucker was lying in his room watching television. Suddenly a
strange sensation shot through his body. He was paralyzed. A voice came
into his head. It was his sister's, Whitney.
"Get me a bra and some underwear. Then you can get the clothes I ask
for. Better yet, I'll get them when you're changed. Still, get the bra
and panties because your... I mean my pussy will be sopping wet and I
hate my boobs sagging," said Whitney's voice. Tucker felt sickened at
these things.
"What the fuck is going on here? Where'd you come from?" asked Tucker
in response.
"Don't ask questions. I'll explain after you get the clothes. Just know
you're going to turn into me."
"Why should I help you? You're gonna change me anyway. I won't do it."
Tucker almost took back that last comment as the excruciating pain hit
him all over his body.
"I can do things that you won't like. Taking over your mind is kinda
like writing something on a piece of paper with a pencil. My mind
writes over yours and then it gets 'erased'. I copy it though, so I can
talk to you while you're you. Then, I rewrite my mind onto yours and
the process starts all over. Since my persona is just yours with
different memories and preferences, you'll remember being me and
realize it was you that does these horrible things. I'm sure Mom will
be up for some lesbian action with some help from my 'special formula'
breast milk. Believe me, I can make plenty of milk with the chest I'll
have."
Tucker suddenly felt incredibly horny. He wanted a big chest! No! He
thrust the thought away.
"I'll do it on two conditions. One, no involvement of Mom or Dad, Two,
never make me feel the way I just did again."
"Okay, deal. I'll release you for now, but I can't hold myself back
forever." Tucker snuck into his sister's room. He searched through her
bag that she was using for her weekly visit to the house. She was in
college and had moved out. Hopefully she wouldn't notice the underwear
was gone right away. Tucker returned to his room and locked the door.
"Now lay down. This is going to feel weird and painful. Keep the
lingerie close. When you develop my 'new parts', I want you to put them
on." Tucker laid down and set the lingerie beside him.
"Now what?"
"Now you're going to become me. Don't ask why. It's kinda genetic and
it's kinda part of a curse. I'm gonna have fun with your friends.
Especially Patrick. Sorry, but you're gonna have an irresistible urge
to *ahem* finger yourself. Tweak my nipples please. I need them hard
and erect. And don't waste my milk." Tucker didn't want to have sex
with Patrick.
"No...wait...ahhh!" Pain shot through his body. Tucker's hands went
absently to his shirt. He ripped his shirt off. He looked in fear at
his chest. It started itching. His nipples darkened and enlarged. He
touched one of them. Pleasure shot throughout his body and blended with
the pain. His penis went hard and then was sucked into his crotch.
He felt the pubic hair doubling and his genitalia rearranging itself.
His chest rose slightly, forming small mounds on his chest. He groaned.
His voice faded between Whitney and his own. His hands shrunk.
Fingernails grew. He ran his hands down his sides to his hips. They
popped as they started to widen.
He screamed softly. He noticed his hair grow out to shoulder length.
Burning spread through his face. It shifted into Whitney's. The
forehead pushed out and his face became softer and his lips were
fuller. His ass started protruding. It curved into a nice round ass. He
had a perfect ass now! The mounds on his chest grew to a C-cup. The
urge for panties and a good fingering became unbearable. He pulled off
his pants. Then he removed his underwear. Juices ran down his legs. His
body hair receded into his body. He slipped on the panties. His mind
was deep into Whitney's.
He uncontrollably reached into his pussy. He hair grew to full length
around his ass. His breasts came upon the border of C and D. The last
of Tucker's persona was becoming Whitney. That part of his mind fought
back to stop him from finding the clit, but it was too late. Tucker
became Whitney. Her breasts reached their full size of D.
Whitney felt stupid about wanting to be Tucker. She decided to punish
her male stupidity by fucking Mom. She felt her breasts lactate and her
nipples harden. She gently pulled off her bra and picked up a nearby
used glass. She milked breast milk into the glass. Perfect! She went to
find Mom. Whitney didn't even bother to wear her bra. Her panties
slipped off because of her wetness. She was nude and it felt great! She
went up behind Sherry(Mom) and reached around to her crotch. Sherry's
eyes went wide with surprise. Whitney grabbed Sherry's head and pumped
the milk in. Sherry spun to face Whitney.
"Whitney! What's wrong with you? That milk tasted weird. Where did it
come from and where are your clothes? Look your crotch is running with
juices. What the hell have you been doing? Wait. No! You didn't just
give me breast milk, did you? That's sick. Get some clothes on now! I'm
taking you to a doctor, but right now I need a...a...some action! What?
I mean... I'm feeling a little weird. Fuck me Whitney! Right now!"
The milk took complete control. Sherry became a nymphomaniac in just
few seconds. The milk also boosted her stamina so she was multi-
orgasmic She ripped off her clothes. She was a middle-aged woman, so
her breasts were sagging and were about a cup smaller than Whitney's,
but Whitney was horny! Whitney attacked Sherry and they fucked for the
next four hours.
* * *
Tucker awoke the next morning wearing Whitney's panties. He felt weak
and drowsy. His head hurt. He turned his head to the right. Lying
beside him was his mom nude. Tucker covered his mouth, so he wouldn't
scream. He quickly got off the bed and left the room. In the hallway
the real Whitney bumped into him.
"What the hell? I thought some of my underwear was missing! You're
wearing my panties! Take them off and get your clothes on now. I'm
telling Mom about this," yelled Whitney. Tucker felt scared. Whitney
was going to tell Mom. He could remember all of the sex. She had
promised!
"Grab her boobs!" yelled Whitney's voice in his head.
"What? No! She's my sister!"
"Get the milk by the bedside. Grab her boobs and force her to drink it.
Then, fuck her."
"No." Tucker felt a weird sensation come over him.
"I was afraid I'd have to do this. All your genes from Dad are
disappearing. I'm withholding them. I filled them in with my genes from
Mom. Soon you'll be her s modified slut version, but her nonetheless.
You can stop this though. Do my original command. Tucker felt hair
slide down his back. His frame became more feminine.
"Okay! Just don't make me he...he slut Mom."
"Okay. Here I'll give you boost." Tucker started to feel horny. He
lusted his sister!
"I want her!" Tucker went after Whitney into her bedroom.
"Oh my god! Mom! What? Tucker? What are you doing?" Tucker grabbed
Whitney's right breast and squeezed. As she screamed, he poured the
milk in. Whitney's eyes went wide. She fought the milk as it took
control. Then, she finally gave in and unhooked her bra.. She pulled
off her shirt and they fucked. She gave him tons of blowjobs and her
mouth soon oozed sperm. Then, the urge stopped.
"What have I done?" Whitney started convulsing.
"Watch this. She's losing Dad's genes. Soon she'll be Mom. It's what
was going to happen to you. Do the same thing to Mom and it will have
the opposite effect and will turn her into me." The urge to fuck his
mom took over Tucker. He fucked his Mom over and over. Soon she started
to convulse. He looked over at the real Whitney. Her breasts were down
to Mom's size and he saw the last of her mind disappear. A slutty look
came into her eyes. The opposite happened to Sherry and her breasts
grew to a D and Whitney took over. Tucker felt his urge to fuck
disappear and his body start to ache.
Whitney was taking over again. After they had a huge orgy, Whitney fell
asleep.
* * *
Tucker woke up early the next morning. It was a school day. Transformed
or not he couldn't miss it. It was the last day, but he had already
missed enough early on. He ran out into the hallway and jumped over his
dead dad and passed up his 'mom' and 'Whitney' eating each other out.
He was dressed and ready to go. He picked up his pack and started for
the door.
"Carry a bra and some panties in case I need to fuck. And put on the
panties under your clothes. Just in case," said Whitney's voice.
"Happy now?" Tucker asked after getting the lingerie. He barely got on
the bus.
Tucker acted calm the whole day even though the current events were a
bit unnerving. He made it through the whole day until 4th period. The
bell was thirty minutes away and he would be free for the summer.
"There are some hot guys I need to fuck here."
"No! Not now. Please...no...ahhh." The transformation had already
begun. Whitney started to emerge. Tucker/Whitney was already screwing
one boy before her breasts were done.
"No! Fuck me! No! I'm not Whitney. I'm...not...Whitney. I don't want to
fuck...wait I do want to fuck! Yes! Whitney's persona began to emerge
as his shirt tightened. Tucker disappeared. Whitney fucked all the boys
then killed them. Luckily she was able to slip away undetected and left
no fingerprints.
TO BE CONTINUED
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