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After the Great Shift happened, 2/3 of the people in the world had
disappeared, and 3/4 of the men had transformed into extremely
beautiful, vital, and fertile young women. Before that my name was
Scott, and though I lived alone, I made good money, and enjoyed going
out on weekends.
The change was sudden and excruciating. I had been driving home from
work at the time but was fortunate to have stopped at a red light.
Others weren't so lucky. I woke up feeling extremely disoriented and
weak, rubbing my eyes to stir myself. Immediately I felt things not
where they should be, and I was very disturbed to find myself much
shorter than I had been before. I had an entirely new body. A very
FEMININE body.
Besides the initial shock I was fine, and I was able to make it back
home on foot, as awkward as it was. I was not used to my hips swaying
side to side as I walked, and certainly not breasts bouncing with every
step. God bless the person who invented sportbras! I tried calling
everyone I knew but all I only received busy signals. It was about that
time that I received calls from my friends David and Will, with obvious
unease in their now very feminine sounding voices.
David and Will came over crying, and at that moment a wellspring of
emotion erupted within me. All of the fear we were experiencing was
poured out as we sat on the floor sobbing and mourning the loss of our
manhood, I promised them I would help them, somehow. I don't know why
but I felt something, a connection, a bond with those women that I never
experienced before as a guy. What it was I didn't know but it was
powerful. Was it brought on by the change? What was happening to me?
The next morning I walked back to the scene where it all happened. It
was a beautiful sunny day, and the wrecked cars had all been cleared
from the road. The strange thing is, there were no one else on the road
either. I had walked about 4 miles, and I had not seen a single car the
entire time when suddenly an old Camaro appeared in sight.
The Camaro tore down the road at what had to be 90 mph, and upon seeing
me on the side of the road, pulled over. A fairly scruffy and upset
looking man climbed out of the car. "You're the first person I've seen
today. Are you okay? Do you know what's happened?"
"No, I was hoping you did."
"I'm sorry for coming off like a freak. I'm Michael."
"Um.. Melody." I don't know where that came from.
"Melody, that's a pretty name. Do you need a ride?"
"No, I'm okay."
"Well, if you change your mind, give me a call." He handed me a piece
of paper with his cell phone number on it.
"Thanks."
And Michael left. I felt kind of strange knowing that a man just tried
to pick me up, but seeing that I was now an extremely attractive woman,
I should probably get used to it.
I walked around the shopping district for another hour, and thought
about what Michael had said. It WAS strange that nobody was around.
Where was everyone?
At that point I had spent much of the day alone, and having returned
home empty-handed, I decided to open up a package of macaroni and cheese
and began preparing it. I really didn't feel like spending the night
alone, so I tried calling everyone I knew again. This time nobody
answered. With nobody else to talk to, I decided that I should call
Michael back, if anything, to thank him for his kindness that morning.
Michael answered on the fourth ring, with obvious relief in his voice.
He had also spent the entire day alone.
"Do you mind if I come by for coffee later? Somehow I don't think
Starbucks is open," he said with a laugh.
"Sure that's fine."
I finished my macaroni and cheese and started the coffee pot while I
went into the bathroom to fix my hair and put on makeup. God, I'm such
a woman. I'd never put makeup on myself before, but somehow it all felt
natural and effortless, like I had been doing it for years. I was just
finishing putting on mascara when I heard a knock at the door.
"Hi Michael."
"Hello Melody!" Michael entered with a dozen roses. "You look as
stunning as ever."
"How did you get these? These are lovely!"
"Oh, I stole them from the flower shop on the way up here. Nobody was
there so I figured it didn't matter."
"Michael, you shouldn't have done that!" as I went to the kitchen to put
them in water.
"I can always take them back if you insist."
"No, thank you. They're beautiful."
Michael was pouring two cups of coffee when I returned from the kitchen
with the vase of flowers.
"I think over there would be great."
"I think by the window would be better."
"Suit yourself." Cheeky bastard.
I went to put the vase down on the table by the window when I felt
Michael breathing on my neck.
"Michael, what are you doing?"
"Smelling the roses." I gave him a dirty look.
Michael took my hand and began to help me arrange the roses. I smiled as
we did this together, glad to have found such a nice new friend. I felt
safe in that living room just then, and hopeful that I could see my
friends and family again.
"Do you think everyone will turn up, Michael?" I turned my head to him.
"I hope so." Just as I turned to him, he leaned in and kissed me. I
was quite startled by this, and recoiled slightly in surprise. But he
didn't pull away and took my other hand and began to kiss me again.
"MMmmm...." I moaned. What was I doing?!
He began to kiss me harder, moving his hands to my hips and pressing me
against him. I did not resist, and moved my hands around his wide
shoulders, kissing him back. Dear God, was I getting turned on?!
"MMMMmmmmmm.." Michael worked his hands under my top and deftly moved my
bra up and began to fondle my sensitive breasts. I was getting
incredibly turned on. I moaned louder.
He lifted me up and layed me on the couch, while I contemplated what
exactly I was doing, and what it would mean if I continued with him.
"Michael.."
"Shh.. I promise I'll be gentle." He kissed my ear and the feeling of
his breath on my neck gave me goosebumps. If I didn't stop him I would
be having sex with him!
"Michael, we have to stop."
"Why Melody, we're just getting started." He pinched my nipples which
caused me to squeak in surprise, which he then used to thrust his tongue
into my mouth and kiss me again.
I felt his hand undoing my bra, and at that point, I was quickly losing
my will to resist, and arched my back to allow him access. "Wow,
Melody, you are an incredibly beautiful woman." I blushed.
As he lifted my top, he began sucking on my nipple which quickly made me
wet in places I didn't have less than a week ago. He then ran his
finger along my panties. I jumped at the incredible sensitivity of my
aching clitoris, and Michael knew that I was not objecting. In fact, he
was counting on it.
Michael insisted on kissing me to silence me, and within minutes he had
me completely naked in my own living room. As aroused as I was, the
notion of having sex with a man concerned me. Was I becoming gay? Or
am I becoming a woman?
As I debated this in my head, Michael kneeled to suck on my pussy. I was
completely powerless to stop him, as he had grabbed ahold of my knees
and spread my thighs apart, giving him complete access. His sucking
felt divine, and without knowing it I had willingly spread my legs
further to allow him easier access to my sex.
"Michael! OH MICHAEL!! I'M COMING!!!" I came hard against his tongue,
thrusting my hips against his face as he bathed my feminine sex with his
saliva.
"Now Melody, wasn't that great?" I smiled and basked in the glow as he
teased my sex, and all of a sudden I felt what I knew was his dick
slowly pushing its way into my pussy.
"MICHAEL! NO WAIT! MICHAEL!"
"Just relax Melody. Everything will be fine in just a moment."
"You're hurting me!"
My pussy tried to refuse access to his large prick, but Michael's
sucking on my breasts ensured that my pussy would be well lubricated as
his member slowly sank into the depths of my sex.
"By the way, Melody, I heard that you were originally a man. How was it
like to have sex with another man?"
My jaw dropped and asked him "HOW? How.. do you know that?"
"Let's just say a friend of mine filled me in."
I was still in shock when Michael pushed all the way inside me, causing
his balls to rest against my labia.
"Melody, do you feel that? I'm completely inside you now."
"Michael, it hurts! You're splitting me apart!"
"Just give it a chance. Just relax and you'll start to enjoy it."
I tried taking a deep breath, and my pussy finally started to release
the firm grip it had on his dick, and Michael began to slowly fuck me
with long strokes.
"Melody, I had no idea you would feel so tight. I'm about ready to cum
inside you right now."
Michael's thrusting was still slightly painful, but my body was tingling
from the combination of his hot breath on my breasts and my completely
compromised position beneath him.
"Oh Michael! Oh!" I hadn't the means nor the will to tell him to pull
out.
As I felt Michael pushing himself deeper and faster into me, my back
arched and my legs spread to accommodate more of him. Michael moved his
hands underneath me to my ass to control the depth of his thrusts as he
used me for his pleasure. My body was on fire. My nipples stood
straight out and I cried out the name of a near total stranger as he
possessed me with his cock. It was the most erotic feeling of my entire
life.
My breasts swayed with every thrust, and the feeling of his hands on my
ass was amazingly erotic.
"OH! MICHAEL! OH FUCK ME! FUCK ME PLEASE!"
"Hahaha! Well, if you insist Melody"
His hands held my legs so far apart, and he thrust himself into me
completely with every thrust. I lost my breath with every thrust, and
my hips thrust back onto him, fucking him back as he buried his cock
into me.
I felt Michael's member start to twitch and swell, and I felt the spray
of his cum wash inside my womb. The feeling sent my body over the edge.
My back arched sharply and I screamed as my pussy clenched down, milking
his dick for every precious drop. I felt fulfilled. I felt complete.
I felt like a woman, completely taken by her man.
As soon as Michael was spent spraying his seed inside me, he collapsed.
We kissed and we stumbled to the bedroom to rest together. I never felt
happier or safer.
The next morning I woke with a hand brushing my hair and cupping my
breast, and I moaned in pleasure. I opened my eyes to find Michael
staring at me.
"Good morning Melody."
"Good morning lover."
He caressed my hair as I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and kissed
him. My large breasts grazed his chest, and a thrill shot up my back as
my sensitive nipples recalled the attention they received the previous
night.
"Melody, that was amazing last night! If I didn't know better, I'd say
you were born a woman!"
I giggled at the absurdity of this last statement, but then deep inside
me, I knew I had fundamentally changed. I had sex with a man, and
enjoyed it. No, LOVED it. And Michael hadn't worn protection. Was I
now.. pregnant?! Or have an STD? My mind was racing.
Michael seemed to read my mind, because he took my hand and said
"Melody, I want you to know that if you ARE pregnant, I'll be here for
you. I'll help you raise our child."
The thought of raising children with Michael was frightening, and at the
same time, it touched something inside me. Some part of me wanted to do
this with him. I wanted to have children with him.
I couldn't believe what was I thinking. I've only known this man for
less than a single day! I didn't know him. I started freaking out.
"Melody, I'm serious."
I turned to him and looked him in the eyes. His soft brown eyes soothed
me. I desperately wanted, and in fact, needed him to take me by the
hand and reassure me. He did, and my heart skipped a beat as he pressed
his lips against mine, and my knees buckled as Michael put me on the bed
where we had laid as lovers the night before.
Michael held my face close to him as he tenderly kissed my lips and
cheeks, and I could not help but be amazed at this feeling I was
experiencing with this man. His eyes glistened with a glow I had never
seen before, calling me to him. I let him have his way with me many
times that day, and every time it was more spiritual and satisfying.
The feeling of being filled with his manhood while his hands cup my
breasts was simply incredible, and the satisfaction we felt together as
I willingly took his seed into me was perfect.
Seven months later, Michael and I now live in a large house we found
abandoned during the Great Shift, and I am now pregnant into my second
trimester with his child. The baby has not allowed me much sleep over
the last few months, and my feminine body has stretched and molded to
accomodate this new life that Michael and I have created. It has been
painful, but I love what my life has become, and the legacy I will leave
to my children. My children, born from a womb that was not conceived
but made, the womb of a mother unlike none other.
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