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Plastic Surgeryholics By Leticia Latex (formerly BlowMuP) (c)2002 "So...? What do you think?" asked Amber as she walked out of the surgeon's office. "I love them and I can't wait to try them," answered Mike as he reached out for her. A wicked smile formed on her full lips, "Try them? Michael Fraser, you perverted little tease!" she said. Amber Fisher and Mike Fraser had found in each other a common passion for plastic surgery. Their combined salaries allowed them to start a game where, in turn, each partner was to bring the other to the surgeon's office and have whatever part of their lover's body redone. Amber had started the game innocently enough by having all of her lover's body hair removed, saying she did not like hairy men. She also had him buy a pair of emerald green contact lenses. "They make you look so sexy," she purred when he first put them on. Then came Mike's turn. He had her breasts redone, which didn't come as much of a surprise to Amber since she knew he really liked busty girls and that's pretty much the topic that had sparked the idea of this whole game. She rolled out of the O.R. with boobs the size of large grapefruits. Mike had told Amber that she should expect to have the same redone to her in a few months because it was said to be risky to go with bigger implants for her first time as her skin wasn't stretched enough. Seeing that Mike had broke the ice in terms of significant surgery, she decided on having his penis enlarged. He took it pretty well - to say the least. He left the hospital with a nine-inch manhood. It was hard for him to find a way to feel any more of a man. All of this leads us to the present day... Being too early to have Amber's breasts 'upgraded', he decided on having her lips inflated with silicon gel. It was these new lips she now unveiled to her lover. Her lips could have been compared to Angelina Jolie or Lolo Ferrari - they were a true work of art. They were cocksucker lips if he'd ever seen any. Mike's sudden urge to try them was understandable, and she loved them to - licking them slowly and seductively while winking at him. "So, it's my turn now, right?" asked Mike impatiently, like a kid waiting for his gifts on Christmas Eve. "What are you going to have redone on me?" "You know we never tell before the op's done, that's part of the game. I've scheduled an appointment for next week, so you'll just have to wait until then." That night, at home... "Honey, would you mind taking care of supper?" she asked. "I've gotta take a shower and change. I need to put on something a little more comfortable." "Go ahead," answered Mike. "I'll take care of everything in here." Mike prepared a light supper. He didn't want them to be too full when time would come for both to perform. As he set the salad down on the table, he heard Amber getting out of the shower. He smiled and returned to the stove to finish the main dish. Two minutes passed and Amber's hand came into view from behind him, caressing his sensitive nipples. She knew just how wild that got him. Mike turned around. She was standing there in front of him, wearing a silvery gray latex skirt and shirt. Her breasts, in their plastic prison, looked bigger than usual. He had seen Amber wear the same outfit a few times before, but she hadn't had her lips done back then. "Wow! So that's your little something more comfortable?" he asked. "I'll have you know that latex is hard to beat when comfort is in question, you'd know if only you wore some yourself," answered Amber. She knew full well that Mike loved latex only he preferred it on girls and had never tried any himself. He pretended latex didn't suit men well. "Anyways, I've heard you have a nine-inch manhood and it's supposedly dying to pop my luscious cherry," she said in a low, seductive voice as she rubbed her chest against his. She kneeled before him, and took his dick out of his pants. Her eyes never leaving his, she took his rigid member in between her shiny glossed lips. Her soft lips hugged every inch of his diameter. Having long ago mastered the art of suppressing her gag reflex, she took in all of his nine inches slowly and started picking up the pace. Mike caressed her hair and held her lightly; enough for her to understand it wasn't time to stop. She got the message and started moaning and grabbed his ass hard, hanging on to it. She pushed and pulled him, getting a humping motion going on. She stopped only for a second, taking his dick out of her mouth to whisper in his ears words of total perversion. "Whatever you do, don't stop. Fuck my throat. Make me swallow it all!" she said with a hungry look, scratching her nails down his back as she went back down on him. As soon as the words got out, he put both his hands on her head and started fucking her face again, faster than before, matching the rhythm of Amber's moans. Never had he ever been caressed this way by her lips. Never again could he ever see them as anything but cocksucker's lips. They decidedly looked as if they had been inflated with the sole purpose of bringing him pleasure. Such thoughts about his own girlfriend and the enthusiasm she put in pumping his cum drove him over the edge. He came in her mouth, trembling as he unloaded what seemed like gallons down her throat. She smiled as wide as she could as she felt his hot semen flowing down her throat. Thinking he was down, Mike tried pulling out of Amber. As he got all nine inches out though, the caress of both her lips and her tongue on his way out was enough to get a last load out of him. "MMmmmmhhhhh...." moaned Amber, smiling, her lips dripping with his shiny cum. His cum dripped down to her chin and a couple of drops fell into her cleavage. She licked her lips clean and wiped her chin with her fingers, licking them afterwards. She ran her hands down to her breasts, caressing them. She pulled on the neckline, stretching her rubber shirt and took out her grapefruits, massaging her tits with her lover's semen as if it were simple massage oil. At last, she put her boobs back into her shirt, stood up and passionately kissed the man she never thought she'd ever find. "You still hungry after all that?" Mike asked. "You know I'm always hungry for more," she winked. As they were sitting down to eat, Amber expressed a little frustration. "Do you have any idea how lucky you are?" she finally asked him. "Hum.... Let me guess. I have a girlfriend who's as addicted to surgery as I am and doesn't mind being turned into a sex bomb," he said matter-of-factly. "Well exactly, just look at my lips... they make my mouth look like a dick garage. You probably just got your greatest blowjob ever, right?" she presumed. "The greatest, oh yeah!" he confirmed. "Just what I thought. Do you know how we girls envy you guys? I mean a lot of girls would want to have penises. I've always asked myself what it would be like... to have my dick sucked." She stopped for a moment and looked at him, "Sorry, I'm probably freaking you out." "Not at all. I'd suck it dry without thinking twice. I must admit that I can't think of a more erotic sight than seeing you looking me in the eyes as you're pumping my shaft. If you had a dick, you wouldn't have to ask that hard to get blowjobs. You'd get blown at least once a day," he said without hesitation. After all, that was between he and Amber. He just thought it was sex, and sex with a girl, dick or none, is still straight sex. He thought about it and how artificial and plastic his girlfriend was getting surgery after surgery and couldn't keep but be turned on. To him, her having a dick was just another step. "No.... you would suck my dick? Really?" She couldn't believe her ears. "Yeah, why not? I mean a dick is a dick but I know I'm not gay. You wouldn't be less of a woman if you had a cock. In fact, it could prove to be quite a turn on to be able to pleasure you in yet another way," he explained. "So I was complaining for nothing... you'd actually do it. I'll be damned." "Put it this way, if I were the girl and you the guy, you wouldn't believe how much of a slut I'd be," he admitted. Amber was speechless; all she could manage was blushing and grinning. Their meal now over, Mike decided on giving back to his lover. He helped her off her chair, kneeled before her, and pulled Amber's latex skirt up. An orgasm later, both found themselves on the bed fucking the rest of the night away, and the day after and the day after... The whole weekend had passed them by... The following week at work was more of the same for both of them. But as soon as Friday night came, it was Mike's turn to go under the knife. Due to the nature of the procedure, Mike was put under anesthesia as soon as he signed in. When he finally woke up, he felt numb all over and a little bit disoriented, no doubt from the anesthesia and all the painkillers they must have given him. "How are you, honey?" asked Amber as she hugged him. "I feel a bit disoriented... have I been operated on?" Mike asked as he shook his head, trying to put himself back together. "Of course, and frankly, it's a success," she said pointing to his chest. Mike looked down to where he felt two strange bumps on his chest. "Pectoral implants? Wow, I look like Ah-nold...kinda. You never told me you liked buff men - you got any other surprises like that?" Mike asked, surprised, as he really wasn't expecting that. He laughed it off and thought it was cool since it made Amber happy. He just knew that what he had in store for her in two weeks was way more surprising. Other than Mike getting constantly asked how he developed such pectoral muscles in so little time, the next two weeks were pretty dull. Meanwhile, Amber was already thinking about her lover's next operation. She also took the time to visit an old chemist friend of hers to have him develop a special formula for her. At last, two weeks later, Mike and Amber were back at their favorite surgeon's clinic. Once she was under anesthesia, Mike told the surgeon what had to be performed. The morning after, Mike was back just in time to see her wake up. She opened up her eyes and at first saw nothing. She was expecting to open her eyes to bigger boobs. She frowned, partly because she couldn't see what had done to her and partly by deception. She had expected and had even wished to have her chest implanted with bigger funbags for her lover and even for her own satisfaction because she had taken a liking to life with large breasts. Mike, dressed in new, skintight clothing that showed off his new muscles, walked in at just the right time. Amber smiled when see saw him and felt that odd feeling Mike gave her when he worked his magic. He really was handsome and if she hadn't felt so weak, she would have jumped on him right then and there. Oddly, the sensation felt more and more uncomfortable - she felt her panties getting tighter and tighter. She guided her hand down to adjust her panties when, feeling a bump over her pussy, she suddenly opened her eyes wide. "No, you didn't?" she asked. Mike closed the door and nodded. "Sure did, you like it?" Amber took her cock in her hand and touched the head. She was immediately fascinated by the new sensation. Mike went to the foot of the bed and pulled up the sheets, sliding slowly under them. He licked the length of Amber's shaft and plunged his head on it. He sucked on it for a long minute before coming out from under the sheets. "So... tell me... you like it?" he insisted. "Don't stop now," she whined, still masturbating herself, "it's unbelievable." "That was a sneak preview. Just stay calm until tonight and then I'll pump you until you come in or on me as you wish, but, for now, you put it away," he commanded, pointing at her dick. Amber pouted and lifted up her panties unwillingly. Night finally arrived and Amber had the hardest of times getting through supper. It was getting unbearable having an erection at the slightest visual or tactile stimulation and Mike's teasing wasn't helping. She had to do something soon or she would go nuts. Once her plate was empty, she got up and went for a shower. "I'm going to take a shower now. Some part of me might get particular attention if I don't see you at the end of my dick in five minutes," she threatened before closing the bathroom door. The ball was in his court now. Mike took the plates off the table and stacked them besides the sink before running for the bathroom. As he opened the door, Amber was already removing her panties. She was already hard, drops of precum oozing from her shaft; it didn't come as a surprise considering Amber had gone through the day almost constantly erect. Mike went in the shower to join his lover without even taking the time to remove his clothes so drawn was he by the vision of his nude girlfriend, her big breasts forming a canyon through which the water ran down to her cock. Mike kissed her passionately, caressing her firm ass in one hand while grabbing her dick with the other. He stroked her a few times before kneeling in front of her and taking her flesh pole as deep inside his throat as he could. With his free hand he reached for her pussy, fingering her g-spot while he pumped her. He could feel the back of his neck tickle as he went down on Amber, but didn't pay it any attention. Amber had started running her hands through Mike's rapidly growing hair as it fell down to the middle of his back. "Oh my god! It works! I can't believe it!" she said. Mike had trouble stopping since he didn't really have a mind for anything else than sucking her at the moment. He hardly lifted up his head and asked her what all that was about. "I really don't want you to take this the wrong way... ok? It's not permanent; it only lasts for the day so you won't have any trouble going to work tomorrow," she warned him. "What the heck are you talking about?" he asked, really confused now. "What the hell's wrong with my voice?" he asked, clearing his throat. "Well, see for yourself," she told him, handing over a small mirror. What Mike saw was unexplainable; he just couldn't make any sense out of it. Seeing how confused he was, Amber explained. "You see... I kinda mixed a little something in your drink tonight. I see the drug works fast and it's better that way, since we don't have to worry about your work tomorrow. An old chemist friend of mine prepared it. It changes your metabolism for a set period of time. In other words, with the exception of your pectoral implants and penis that is not even near natural anymore, you are a girl. Your implants aren't part of your DNA so they stayed... which means you are a she-male just like me now. I saw your hair grow and your traits refine as you were blowing me. That girl you saw in the mirror, that's you until tomorrow. Are you mad at me?" she asked, a bit sorry she had to hide it from him, but she sincerely thought he'd like the idea. "Mad? You mean you can turn me into a girl for whatever period of time we choose and I can just turn back into a man after?" Mike wanted answers, but questions just kept popping up in his mind. "I just have to ask my friend and he'll mix a new formula... you could be a girl for a day, or two... maybe even a week... or a month. It really is up to you " she announced. "No shit... and you thought I'd be mad?" Mike couldn't stop laughing at Amber's discomfort because what she had just pulled off turned him on beyond belief. He/she pulled her long hair out of her eyes and put her pink lips to her partner's. " Do I even look remotely mad?" he/she asked, grinning. "So... is this your first lesbian experience?" asked Mike whose clothes were by now drenched. "Yeah, first time," she admitted. "Me too," he said. Mike always knew how to stay smooth, no matter the situation. After all those confessions and knowing how hot he/she was, he/she went back down to put the object of his/her desire between his/her lips. He/she started bobbing on her cock faster, getting turned on much more by his/her now female moans. Amber caressed his/her hair while the two moaned in unison. Mike had the firm intention of making his/her first blowjob an experience to remember both for him/her and Amber. Amber was moments from cumming in her lover and Mike had the hardest boner he/she could remember of. Suddenly, Amber's intense moans stopped and she grabbed Mike's hair to have him/her look at her. "Not now," she said simply. "I don't want to cum just now. I've got another surprise for you before you finish me off." Mike was wondering just what she was hiding now but she continued, "I know what you think of your female form now... You think you look great, your skin is really soft, your hair is magnificent, your shoulders and ass have rounded out... but you still have your penis and pectoral implants. I think your cock looks great on that stripper body of yours, but the pectoral implants are a bit much, especially with that tight shirt you're wearing. That's why I want to show you what I waited two weeks to finally unveil," said Amber before kneeling in front of him/her and taking his/her rock-hard dick inside her mouth completely. She licked him/her slowly, looking in his/her eyes as she squeezed her big breasts for his enjoyment. "You know... your pectoral implants," she moaned, licking his/her nine inches of pure pleasure, " ...in fact they're empty breast implants." She broke the look and took his/her cock back between her two inflated lips. Mike was still trying to make sense of all this as she started pumping his/her shaft and at the same time she was somehow blowing into his/her penis. He/she looked at her, trying to comprehend how he/she could have missed all that. He/she had never heard of such implants and he/she was pretty well documented on all things surgery. His attention suddenly turned to his/her own breasts rising under his/her wet skintight shirt. True to what she had said, Mike could see his/her tits inflate with each time she blew in his/her manhood. A bit slower than balloons inflating, but Mike soon saw his breasts reach the size of apples. "What the hell are you doing... how is that possible?" he asked. She got the cock out of her mouth long enough to explain that a tube went from his/her urethra to his breast implants and that she could inflate him/her as big as she wanted. As soon as she was done explaining, she got back to the task at hand and inflated her boy/girlfriend until he/she had boobs the size of cantaloupes. Satisfied, she released her hold on Mike's cock to get back face to face with him/her. Mike's tits were firm and almost spherical - almost perfect. He/she was having trouble breathing with the tightness of his/her tight wet t-shirt against his/her big funbags. Amber wrapped her arm around Mike's delicate neck to pull him/her closer. She kissed her lover passionately, playing with his/her titties with her free hands. Mike couldn't believe that having his/her huge hooters being played with could be so much fun. He/she couldn't help rubbing his/her big tits against Amber's as he/she was tonguing her. As they were kissing, both went for the other's dick as they started stroking each other - slowly at first, but they were quickly picked up pace to keep up with Amber's almost rhythmic moans. After a moment, Amber pushed Mike away. "I wanna fuck your tits, Mike! Take off that shirt, I want to see those big tits of yours, slut!" she ordered. Frenzied, Mike took his/her shirt off rapidly, revealing his/her massive chest. "My god, I even inflated you bigger than me!" said a surprised Amber. Mike lowered his/herself a little to put one of his/her boob in Amber's mouth. Amber took one breast and put it in her mouth, sucking and licking the small sized nipples. His/her eyes closed due to the intense pleasure, and Mike held Amber's face to his/her tit as he/she played with the other one with his/her free hand. They would have kept it on all day if it weren't that they had other things to do. Amber knew that and released the tit, letting Mike go down on her, rubbing his/her big knockers on her skin until he/she finally lodged her dick between his/her wet, shiny fake boobs. "MMMMmmmmmhhh..... Your tits are divine, honey. Blow me; suck my dick between your titties," she moaned. Mike was happy to oblige. A little bit more than two minutes was all it took for Amber to tense up and start holding her breath while moaning. Mike obviously knew what was going on and took the cock out of his/her mouth. "Cum on my face. Baby. Cum all over my face!" he/she moaned, as he/she was finishing off Amber. She held on, trying not to cum to build the pressure. She held her breath and trembled as she unloaded what seemed like gallon after gallon of hot gooey cum all over her lover's face, who was by know definitely one of the most beautiful girls Amber had ever seen. Mike was waiting underneath her, his/her mouth wide open. Mike felt the hot cum land on all parts of his/her head, from his/her long hair to his/her chin, dripping down into his/her nice cleavage. He/she licked and swallowed every drop that dripped by his/her mouth. "MMMmmmhhhhh.... So hot!" he/she said. Mike stood up, his/her face and boobs still covered with hot semen. He/she leaned against Amber, forcing her ass and her back on the cold ceramic wall. She arched her back in surprise, rubbing her breasts against Mike's own. He/she kissed her passionately leaving traces of Amber's own cum on her lips. As Amber's cock was getting limp, Mike on the other hand was still rock hard. He/she put his dick into Amber's pussy as far as he/she could, making her squirm and moan as he/she went past her clit. It didn't take much more to make Amber hard again. Still standing, both girls still rubbing against each other, their tits in constant contact as Mike fucked Amber as hard and fast as he/she could. Her back against the wall, Amber wrapped her legs around Mike, humping him madly, breasts bouncing wildly. His/her body was so different, so sensitive that he/she couldn't hold on much longer. He/she tensed up and moaned loudly. Hearing his/her female moans to a definitively male orgasm drove him/her mad with lust. He/she held Amber tightly by the waist and moved her up and down his/her cock as he/she filled her with his/her jizz. Amber came again seconds after Mike, sending loads of cum on the underside of her own tits. She too had been turned on by her lover's moans. Their skin still covered in cum, they turned off the shower and opted for a bath. Their bodies, intertwined, were inseparable. After their bath, Mike went back to the kitchen to finish the dishes. Knowing that Amber was far from satisfied, he/she took her hand and led her to the bedroom where they laid down in a 69 position. Both girls pumped each other's cocks as Mike fingered Amber's G-spot while she used her personal dildo to fill her lover's ass with. Time went by and both girls went to sleep after another earthshaking orgasm. The next morning, the alarm buzzed, waking Mike. He slammed it off. His eyes half closed he stood up and stretched, yawning. As he yawned and stretched, Mike felt a crackling sensation on his skin. He scratched it off absentmindedly, heading for the bathroom. Once in front of the bathroom mirror, Mike finally opened his eyes clearly and noticed that true to her word, he had returned into a man... only his large cantaloupes were still inflated. Taking a closer look, Mike found out what had given him that itchy feeling. "Good God... I'm a cumslut," he said, scratching away patches of what seemed like dried streams of sperm all across his face, chest and a little on around his tummy. "Didn't I even wash?" he wondered. With that, he turned on the shower and stepped in. That morning, though, Mike spent a little more time washing a certain area. After two whole minutes of squeezing and massaging his soapy, fake tits, he had an idea. He turned down the water a bit and removed the tube that went from the faucet to the showerhead and put it on his penis. Without thinking twice, he blew into the tube. Mike, who had a profound 'breast inflation' fetish, was in trance watching his own boobs inflating as he blew into the tube. Not wanting to exaggerate, he stopped when they reached volleyball size. He put the tube back into place, turned up the shower and went back to caressing his massive hooters. Once he was finished in the shower, Mike ate breakfast as usual and went back to his room to dress up for work. He opened up his closet and chose his suit for the day, putting on the pants before realizing that there was no way he was going to be able to put on his shirt. "Uh... Honey?" he asked softly as he shook her gently. Amber stood up, eyes wide seeing her boyfriend standing there with his bare fake inflated volleyball-for-tits. "Ahem, we never deflated my boobies yesterday... and you didn't tell me how to do it," he explained. "Apparently my slutty, little boyfriend didn't forget how to inflate them to bigger sizes though," she teased him. Mike looked down, a bit embarrassed to have had to wake her up and having her see his chest bigger than what she had inflated him. The message was loud and clear however: Mike liked being a girl and wished his boobs were bigger. She applied pressure at a precise point near his crotch and his breasts deflated in a minute. He was finally able to put on his shirt and vest and wish Amber a nice day. Amber, an exotic dancer, had to quit her job that night. The boss just didn't think he'd make as much money from the guys with a girl who might've had a bigger dick than they had. She didn't stay unemployed long though since she knew of a club that catered to people who like seeing their girls with cocks. As she expected, she was hired the minute she came through the door. Mike went shopping after work. He/she didn't get any weird looks while shopping since he/she had taken a drink of the formula before leaving work and had transformed in his/her car on his/her way downtown. Mike bought $3,000 worth of women's clothes and lingerie that day. Added to that, he/she had to spend another $1,500 to buy latex clothes he/she had always dreamed to see a woman wear. Now they would be his/hers to wear. Back home, Mike hid all his/her new clothes and went about his/her day. By the time Amber got back, Mike had turned back into a man. Still adapting to the surprise of being able to change from man into woman with a simple drink, Mike wondered just what kind of changes Amber could now have in mind for him because, like every week, they were soon back at the surgeon's office. The surgery itself was a success and both Amber and the doctor liked the results though Amber was afraid of Mike's reaction when he'd finally find out what had been done. Waking up after the operation, Mike was a bit disoriented, but by this time, couldn't care less what had been done to him. Back home, Mike asked for a glass of milk while he prepared to go to bed and take a nap. He drank his glass and went to bed. Mike woke up about an hour later, and feeling a lot better, he stretched and yawned in the almost pitch black bedroom, hearing his/her now female yawn. It was obvious Amber had put a dose of formula in his/her milk. He/she got out of the bedroom and joined his/her girlfriend who he found preparing supper. "Hi, Honey, thanks for the transformation. What are you cooking there?" asked Mike, wrapping his/her delicate arms around her. "I'm cooking four-cheese linguine pasta. About the transformation...you really like it?" asked Amber seriously and looking very deep into his/her eyes. "Because I would hate myself if you thought it was too bizarre or crazy of me to have made you go through all this," she said, not knowing that Mike hadn't checked out the latest changes made on his/her body. "What if I told you I'm thinking of quitting my job and getting you to ask your friend to mix up a six month formula?" he asked suddenly. "I like my female body so much that I thought I could try it for half a year and if I still like it... maybe even taking a longer lasting formula. I thought I could come work at your place," he/she announced. "Really? Wow... I never thought I'd get this kind of reaction, though. Don't you think six months is a bit long? Can you handle that? What will you wear?" she asked. "You just wait here and I'll show you," said Mike, who went into his/her home office, came out with a shopping bag and proceeded to lock him/herself back in the bathroom. A few minutes later, Mike came out of the bathroom, covered in latex. He/she was wearing black latex stockings that went up to his/her thighs over which he/she sported a low- cut red latex dress. Mike took advantage of the latex's elasticity to again inflate his/her breasts as big as a pair of volleyballs. "Well... let's say I've been naughty. Yesterday, after work, I took a glass of water and mixed in the formula. Since you worked late, I thought I'd go shopping. In all, I bought $3,000 worth of clothes and another $1,500 of latex- wear to start building my dream wardrobe. So," Mike asked proud of his/her little surprise and hoping Amber would love it, "what do you think?" "What do I think, huh? Well... I think it's a damn relief that you prove to me just how much you like yourself as a girl..." she said, pointing at the erection that was stretching the plastic over his/her crotch. " ... because I'd like to see you 'girlier', if you know what I mean." She cocked her head and explained, "You see... your tits are, to my taste at least, well... way too small " she said softly in his/her ears before sensually going down to his/her dick. Kneeling before him/her, she pulled up his/her dress to put his/her cock in her mouth, then she starting blowing as she sucked him/her. He/she arched his/her back in ecstasy as he/she saw his/her own boobs inflating before him/her. Less than a minute had passed and Mike's flesh balloons were now as big as basketballs and his/her dress was getting tight around them, but still managed to stay comfortable. "You like my titties, huh? You like them really big? You like my boobies to be as big as basketballs?" he/she asked naughtily between two moans. "Haha ha... and what makes you think I'm done inflating you? We both know very well that neither of us will be satisfied until you get funbags as big as beach balls," she explained to Mike's surprise. "Beach balls???" he/she exclaimed. "But my dress will never stretch that far!" Amber wouldn't hear any of it and kept inflating her new girlfriend. "So? We'll just buy a new one. Just make sure it's way larger in the chest area," she said before taking Mike's whole nine inches again without gagging. When she was down at the base of his/her cock, she extended her tongue to where his/her balls would have been normally. Mike moaned violently. "OOOooohhhh! What the heck did you just do? I never felt this way before when you licked my balls," he said. With those words, Amber looked up, taking Mike's cock slowly out of her mouth, making it reappear inch by inch. "Mmmmhh, you like? In fact, I wasn't licking your balls... it's your tight little pussy I was licking, and you'll have to remind me to thank the doctor, it's delicious." she explained. "I've got a PUSSY ?!?!" shouted Mike, more by surprise than by anger. In fact, it turned him/her on tremendously, but logically after all, it was the next step in his/her transformation. Besides, he/she and Amber had never planned on having any children, but she had some of his/her sperm frozen just in case. Mike let go of his/her boobs, which he/she was playing with since they had started blowing up, to check it out for himself. He/she moaned loudly another time as his/her delicate fingers went for his/her balls and found a clitoris instead. "Wow... the miracles of surgery are endless," he gasped. "You like?" she asked. He/she smiled and nodded, caressing her hair as he/she gently pulled her full, inflated lips towards his/her penis again. She started licking his/her pussy again once she the whole cock deep inside her mouth. She started blowing again, inflating her lover's balloons. Mike was ecstatic, squeezing and playing with his/her melons as they inflated in his/her hands. He/she was nearing orgasm when Amber stopped, opened her eyes and saw that Mike's tits had finally reached the size of beach balls. "Don't stop now! I was this close to unloading everything in your throat!" he/she told her, a bit distressed. "And you think I'll let you cum in my mouth like that...the day I inaugurate your pussy. Don't even think about it. Tonight, you'll cum humping my cock," she told him/her, backing him/her up to the wall, her modest (!) chest rubbing against the enormity that were her lover's own boobs. Mike thought he/she'd cum as Amber decided on testing their sensitivity. She rolled up Mike's dress, putting her hands on his/her soft, tight ass as she penetrated her lover's pussy. She could see he/she had been wet probably since he/she had dressed. She could tell by the telltale stream of cunt juices flowing down to her knees. Mike, who did not want a vaginal orgasm only, decided on taking his/her fleshy globes out of their latex nest. The dress was impossibly stretched, but still miraculously intact. He/she then lodged his/her pole between his/her own melons, squeezing them hard on his/her cock, coming and going in the vast expanse of his/her cleavage. He/she could hardly keep his/her eyes open due to the intensity of the pleasure. The combined sensation felt tit-fucking his/her own soft pillows and getting boned by his/her girlfriend who obviously knew how to work her new tool was too much. Three minutes went by and both lovers started shaking, grabbing at each other's body until they both came at the same time. Amber clenched and squeezed Mike's boobs harder against his/her own erection as he/she fucked his/her tits faster. Amber came into Mike's pussy as he/she ejaculated loads after loads of hot cum on his/her own angelic face. "Call your doctor friend or something," panted Mike, "and ask for a six month formula. I sincerely have no intention to use my male body for a while," she told Amber as she slowly wiped the cum off her face one finger at a time, licking them clean afterwards. Her choice was made. She decided on letting go of her male name and chose to be called Melony from that moment on. A little less than three months later, you could read on specialized websites about an incredible new dancer who worked at Montreal's biggest transsexual club. A lot of the articles described the new Melony as a living inflatable doll... fin