Roman's Revenge - Part One: Transformations free porn video

Roman's Revenge by WX Note: This story quite literally dropped from brain and I ran with it. Please don't re-post it without my permission. This story will contain a lot of sex, as well as a lot of transformation elements - not just gender. Part One: Transformations 1) FRIDAY Amy Waters came waddling down the hallway on that Friday afternoon. She was only seventeen and after a mistaken bout of unprotected sex, now found herself about to become a Mom. It was a strange turn of events for her, as her mind and body prepared for the baby. Of course, her walking down the hall was what kicked off a series of strange events. "Wide load coming through!" laughed Natalie, a cute red-head who was known for being part of the 'popular' clique. Her best friend Diane laughed loudly next to her. "Good one," Diane commented. "Shut up!" shouted Amy, arriving at her locker. "I can't help it..." "Actually, keeping your legs closed would have done it," Natalie snorted. "She doesn't know how to, Natalie," stated Aaron. "That baby is probably going to just as big a slut as her mommy." "Hey! Knock it off!" yelled Amy's friend, Alice. "Oh shut up, bitch," stated Lisa, arriving with her boyfriend Mike. "Mind your own business." "Why don't you mind yours?" questioned Frank, Alice's boyfriend. "Better watch out, douchebag," Mike said. "You might just end getting her pregnant." "Why you - - !" yelped Frank. "Frank..." sighed Amy, looking to him. "They're not worth it." "She's right, Frank," stated Alice. The trio set off down the hallway. "You guys were pretty harsh," said Mark from across the hallway. "Meh," grunted Diane. "Are you coming tonight?" "Yeah. What time?" "9:00 at the stadium. Aaron's bringing the booze." Down the hallway, Amy wiped away a few tears. "I hate those assholes." "I know you do, honey," stated Alice. "They're so stupid and ignorant." "Tell me about it," came the voice of someone who seemed to only to talk to these three. He called himself Roman. Whether or not it was he real name was unknown, however. He was dressed head to toe in black. "I wish they could pay for making fun you like that," Frank said. "Maybe they can..." Roman stated and looked back at the group. "Maybe they can." *** At 9:00, right behind the stadium, the 'popular' clique stood around, drinking booze. All of a sudden, Roman appeared. "Hello bastards and bitches," he greeted with a sharp smirk. "Get the fuck outta here, freak," Aaron commented, but suddenly found his movements sluggish. They all did. Was it the booze... or something else? Natalie watched carefully as Roman walked over to her. "You made fun of Amy Waters, didn't you?" "I... maybe." Roman looked her up and down, then poked her in the stomach. "What the fuck was that?!" "Let's just say you and Amy are going to have something in common, you slut." Natalie's eyes went wide. Her stomach became very warm... then went to boiling hot. She fell to the ground, laying right on her back. She felt as though something was poking around in her stomach, as though she was having muscle spasms. Her hips ached, her thighs cramped, her stomach continued to burn. The spasms and heat got harsher and harsher, even moving up into her breasts. "What did you do to her?!" shouted Diane. "Shut up," Roman replied. Natalie's eyes opened and she watched as her stomach grew huge. The poking became kicking and the heat built up. She screamed as the heat built, as the belly grew large. After about a minute, it finished growing. "Nine months pregnant with triplets," Roman said to Natalie. Natalie was crying now. The heat was dying down, but she was aware of movement within her belly. Even her breasts were larger, pushing hard against her bra. The belly had completely discarded her shirt. "Instead of giving birth in a few weeks, though, you'll be spending the next nine months like that. Pregnant and ready to pop." Natalie just laid there and bawled her eyes out. "How dare you do that to her!?" screamed Diane. "Bitch." Roman pressed his fingers against Diane's forehead. The brainiac's eyes rolled back. Her eyelids closed. When they opened, her tongue hung from her mouth. "BARK!" Roman chuckled. "What did you do to her?" demanded Aaron, the nearby refrigerator of the football team. "I swapped out the language centers of her brain with that of a dog. She's still the same person, but she can only communicate like a dog. It's the only way she knows how now." "Bark bark!" Diane yelped. "Diane?" questioned Mark, who was harboring a crush on Diane. Diane turned to Mark and barked again. She let her tongue hang from her mouth and licked his cheek. Roman laughed. Diane looked back, confused, then bared her teeth. "Now, now..." Mark just stared at her, but Aaron had enough. He grabbed Roman's arms and squeezed. "Ah, ah, ah... Aaron..." Aaron's eyes went wide and he suddenly fell back onto his butt. He closed his eyes as his body shrank down, seeming to vanish into the mess that was his clothes. Diane walked over and lifted out from the clothes a two-year old girl. Diane barked as the girl started crying. "Awww, look a lil' Erin. That's for making fun of Amy's unborn baby." "He's a girl now...?" questioned Mark. "Yes, but he'll remember everything about his life, though she'll be torn between being a little girl and being a stupid jock." "How could you do this to him? To us?!" "Since you're so passionate about him being a stupid jock inside a little girl's body, how about you be a stupid girl?" "What?!" Roman pushed Mark's shoulders. Mark stumbled back. As soon as he did, his entire body felt completely hot and warm. He became light-headed. His hair spun around him in long blonde waves, his face thinned and became pretty. His body transformed instantly. Gigantic DD-breasts hung from his chest. His waist shrunk, his hips widened, and his butt stuck out. His legs, arms, hands, and feet thinned out. "Like, what just happened? Gawd, why am I in like, guy's clothes? Oh yeah! I like, used to be a guy! Duh! Gawd, I'm so fucking stupid. And I look terrible." Mark then looked up at Roman. "Oh, like, you're an asshole." Diane looked over sympathetically at Mark. Mark waved at her. "Like, you're still hot, sweetie." "Bark?" asked Diane, turning her head confusedly to the side. "Hahaha!" Mark laughed. Diane whined and adjusted little Erin on her hip, who was fast asleep. "You can't leave us like this!?" shouted Natalie, struggling to get up with all her new additions. "How are you even doing this?" asked Lisa, who was hanging onto Mike for dear life. "Magic." Roman sprinted over and tapped Lisa on the thigh. Diane started barking defensively while Mark stupidly stared on. Natalie was finally sitting up, her gigantic boobs laying against her belly. She had to unhook her bra. "Oh!" shouted Lisa as she felt as though everything down below changed and shifted. Her clitoris became huge and her entire vagina suddenly transformed. She felt a large, sensitive weight growing up from her nether regions. A 14 inch penis dropped down from her super-short mini-skirt. She shrieked in terror. "Gross!" yelped Mike. Roman patted him on the shoulder. Mike's hair grew out suddenly as his body twitched and got hot. As the twitched and heat subsided, he looked and saw his new female form. C- Cup breasts hung from his chest, tugging at his shirt. The absence of a dick and the arrival of a vagina struck him. "Oh no..." "You're - you're a girl!" shouted Lisa. "L-Lisa...!" Lisa's penis went rigid. She turned away from the others, but Mike couldn't take her eyes from it. Her pussy was suddenly hot and wet and Mike wanted nothing more than to fuck with Lisa. "That's for making fun of Frank and Alice." Roman stepped away from the group. "Reality itself has changed, but in different ways. Enjoy finding out how." *** Her parents never really understood why one day, out of nowhere, Diane just started talking like a dog. It was so strange. So bizarre. One morning, for no reason at all, bam, she didn't speak any more. Only barked, panted, whined, growled, hung her tongue out, pawed, and moved her head. It was indeed, the strangest thing they had ever seen. At first, they felt it was just a phase, but it had gone on for years. None of her friends even seemed to notice it. Her parents thought nothing of it. She was a smart girl and had been a cheerleader until last year. She did her chores, helped with dinner, and with errands. But Diane could only communicate as a dog would. It was late in the evening when Diane walked into her house. She had dropped Aaron - or Erin - off at his parents house. She was a little surprised when they didn't even realize that their son was now a little girl. "Hi honey!" Diane's father greeted. "Woof!" Diane answered. "How was your party?" Diane shrugged and repressed a whine. She didn't feel much like telling them about Roman and what he had done to her friends. They had separated rather quickly after Roman had transformed them, though it looked like Mike was still giving Lisa a blowjob. "Glad you're home. Now I can go to bed," her Dad said and scratched his daughter behind the ear. She didn't really like it when he did that, but he had been doing that for so long. Or had he? None of it made much sense to Diane. She knew she had been talking like a canine for years, but tonight after witnessing what Roman had done to her friends, found herself doubting it. Was this real? Had things changed? After hearing her father join her mother upstairs, Diane pulled out a home video. Her Dad converted them all to DVD last year. She pushed the DVD in and watched a video from last year's homecoming. She was standing outside her lawn in her perfect blue dress. It was quite beautiful and she had worked hard on her midterms to earn. Roy - her ex - was standing nearby in his suit. She sighed a little and listened. "Are you all set for tonight, sweetie?" asked Diane's mother. "Yep!" Diane answered. Diane jumped and barked a little. She paused the DVD. Immediately, she rewound the video. "Are you all set for tonight, sweetie?" Diane's mother asked again. "Bark!" Diane answered. Diane paused it. Was this right? She tried to remember... did she say 'yep' last year? Or did she bark? She couldn't remember. She could kinda remember barking, but she always remembered saying 'yep.' Was that right? Could it be? Diane went back and watched the scene two or three times, then watched the rest of the video. She was barking and yapping all through it. It must have been her imagination. Diane turned off the TV and walked upstairs. It was dark and she suddenly got chills. Why had the Roman passed her over when he was issuing forth his punishments? Was he waiting for her upstairs? She felt dirty, but as she got into her room, she was too scared to shower. Diane quickly pulled out her pajama bottoms and tank-top and sat down on her bed. Her eyes looked sharply between the door and the window, scared as to what was going to happen. She imagined the door flying open and Roman floating in. She imagined the window vanishing and Roman stepping in. What would he do to her? Give her a penis? Make her a man? Make her pregnant? Clutching her prized softball bat and huddling up on her bed, Diane whimpered and wondered if perhaps not punishing her had been a punishment unto itself? *** Mike's shirt laid in the dirt, and her hair face, chin, breasts, and neck were all covered in goops of gooey cum. "Ohhhh," Lisa sighed, her gigantic penis finally calming down. Mike wiped the cum off her face and into her mouth. "Why are you doing that?" asked Lisa, holding her huge flaccid dick. "I can't help myself..." Mike replied, getting at every square inch of spooge. "I can't believe you shot a load that size," she said then between intakes of cum. "What happened to us? Why did this happen?" asked Lisa. "I don't know..." Mike was now scooping up sperm from his considerable cleavage and shoving it into his mouth. "I can't stop doing this! I just want your sperm!" "I want you..." Lisa said without even realizing it. Mike blinked, despite having already been doing so since there was cum in her eyes. "Oh... I know..." Mike stood up fully and pressed her body against Lisa's, cum pressing between their bodies. Lisa leaned forward and started licking it right off of Mike's soft, full breasts, sucking on the round, brown nipples. "Lisa..." Mike whispered, her breath hot, her voice soft and warm and full of female desire. Lisa licked her own hot cum off Mike's bosoms, then started on her neck. She then pressed her face against Mike's, cum now on both their faces. The two then started to simply eat the cum off each other as though it was some sort of bizarre ritual. The licking of their faces led to kissing, tongues dancing, lips pressing. They broke briefly, Lisa's cock huge and erect. "The van," Mike said in that strange female voice he was still getting used to. Mike was suddenly glad that Lisa's car was in the shop and she had to take her Mom's van. The two got in and barely had time to put the seats down before Lisa was on top of Mike, her cock pressing against his pants. She kissed and suckled on his breasts and then kissed down his new trim waist until she met with his boy jeans. "We'll have to switch you up soon, sweetie," she said as she encountered the useless briefs. "Shut up," Mikey cooed. His new cunt was being rubbed softly and it was just getting him more and more aroused. The briefs and pants were gone, and now Lisa was spreading them apart, looking for the first time at another woman's pussy. Lisa's cock was rock hard again, but she pressed her tongue against Mike's clitty. Mike moaned like the woman he had become. "Ooooh, please..." Mike groaned. Lisa smirked, her lips and tongue wet from Mike's sweet juices. She pulled her cock up and slowly pushed into Mike's vagina. Mike felt the gigantic dick push right through her hymen, but she didn't care. Mike wanted it, despite the pain. "Popped your cheery," Lisa said, her huge cock embedded in him, their hefty breasts brushing against each other, Lisa's face in his. "Looks like we're even." "Shut up and fuck me," Mike said in a strange sexy lady voice. Lisa started pounding Mike then, her dick leading her on as she pumped harder and faster into Mike's little lady cunt. Mike grunted and screamed like the girl he had become as he was pounded in the pussy. Orgasm after orgasm took Mike to new heights, sweat drenching his new features, his new hair messy. Finally Lisa let out a long grunt as a surge from her testicles released an incredible stream of sperm inside Mike. Mike gasped and came again and again as Lisa drained her balls into his pussy. Slowly, Lisa pulled out and Mike gasped. Sperm leaked out of his pussy, along with a little blood. She immediately felt the emptiness that Lisa's cock filled return. "Now..." Lisa said, panting, looking over at her female lover. "What do we do now?" Mike sighed and looked up at the ceiling of the van. "I'm a woman. I just gave a blowjob and had my cheery popped. I... don't know what the fuck to do now." A little later, after cleaning up at the local park's bathroom, Mike and Lisa switched clothes. It was late enough at both houses that no one noticed that they were wearing each other's clothes. Mike took a few minutes to look around. The pictures all portrayed Mike as a man, not a woman. It didn't make any sense. Not that the night made sense in any sort of sense. Mike retreated to her bedroom, which was in the state she had left it in. A guy's room. "I'm in trouble now," Mike sighed and sat down. The cheerleading outfit felt strange to her. It was so unnatural. There was a knock on the door. Mike scrambled and pulled on his pajamas. "Come in!" she yelped. Might as well face the music. "Hi honey," Mike's Mom greeted. She didn't seem fazed at all that Mike was a female. "Did you lock up?" "Yeah, Mom," Mike answered in the strange female voice. "Okay, well, did you have a good time?" "Uh... yeah." "Good! All right, you get some sleep, okay?" "Okay. Good night Mom." Mike was then left alone, wondering what hell had just happened. 2) SATURDAY Natalie awoke in the morning despite trying to stay awake all night. It had been a struggle, but pure exhaustion had settled in. As she awoke, she felt a swift kick from inside her belly. She looked down at it. Only the largest of tank tops even touched the top of her enormous belly. Her breasts couldn't even find a home and the once pert breasts were three times bigger and filled with what she was sure was milk. "Ohhhh," she groaned, struggling to even more. The changes her body was suddenly thrown were hard to deal with. She found herself waddling to the bathroom. One of her babies was now pressed against her bladder. She peed and pulled up her pajama pants. The waist band only went so far, so she allowed her belly to hang out distended. Natalie opened the door and stepped out of the bathroom. Nikki, her twelve year old sister, stared wide eyed and grossed out as Natalie walked forward. "God, you're so fat!" she shouted. "Shut up!" Natalie shouted and suddenly felt like crying. She wanted to scream at her sister, but the hormones roared into action. "Nikki, be nice to your sister," said Natalie's father. "She's pregnant, not fat." Natalie brushed some tears away. "Daddy..." Natalie's father hugged his daughter. "Now, now, honey, it's okay. You're having triplets, that's why you got so big, remember?" Natalie started sobbing and waddled quickly to her room. It wasn't fair! It was one thing to be pregnant, but ready to pop with triplets for nine entire months? It wasn't right and it wasn't fair... After setting down, Natalie grabbed her phone and went to call Diane. They had to find Roman and apologize. Transform them back. Something. Anything! "Arf?" "Diane!" "Bark! Bark!" Natalie sighed. "Diane, I can't understand you." "Grrr." "I can't! Diane, we have to get changed back. We have to!" "Bark! Bark! Arf!" "Diane, stop barking! Please!" The line went dead. Natalie fell backwards onto her bed, her breasts sliding back, her belly rising up huge from her midsection. "What are we going to do now?" *** Mark showed up at Natalie's house an hour later. "Like, hi Mister Moore!" she greeted, smiling broadly. "Oh, hello. Natalie's upstairs. I'll go get her." "Like, okay, sure!" Mark stepped into Natalie's living room and sat down. In her hands were nearly a dozen shopping bags. A minute or two later, Natalie came bounding slowly down the stairs, still in the tank-top and pajamas. "Oh my gawd!" yelped Mark. "I found you the cutest clothes!" "Mark?" Natalie could hardly believe her eyes. Mark was wearing a tube top that showed off his new massive boobs and short shorts that hugged on his pert ass. His long blonde hair was back in two braided ponytails and make-up was splashed all over his face. "Hi!" Mark then started rapidly poking Natalie's belly. "Awww, hi lil' ones! It's me your uncle Mark! Or maybe aunt! Ah, who cares? Heheh!" "Mark, stop it! That hurts!" "Oh, sorry. Like, I don't know what it's like to be like that. But you look totally preggo!" "Mark, have you lost it completely?" "Lost what?" "Mark, pay attention, please!" "Oooh! You mean did I forget if I used to be a dude, right? Heheh. Like, of course not, but I'm a girl now, silly." "Have you even been home?" "For about five minutes! Like, I was on my home last night and I stopped at red light, and like, saw my reflect and I just about peed myself! So, like, I went to that grocery store that's open 24 hours and spent, like, a million hours buying make-up! I had, like, so much fun! By the time I got home, it was like, five o'clock or something. So I took a shower and I love my new hair and my boobies!" "Mark..." "Anyways, then I went home and got dressed in my stinky boy clothes. I didn't even have a bra! I thought about going to bed, but the sun was up, so I thought, why, like, the fuck should I go to bed? So, like, I went downstairs to get pop and I saw an ad for a big sale at the mall! And I, like, couldn't help but get excited. I was all like 'OMG! Gotta get to the mall even though I'm a guy inside!'" "Mark! Shut up!" "Like, I'm not done, okay? Gawd, don't be such a preggo bitch!" Natalie rubbed her eyes and sat down. "Sorry... I just need to talk to you about last night." "Like, long story short, Natalie?" Mark bent down, practically showing Natalie her butt. She pulled some clothes. "I found you some, like, kick-ass maternity clothes!" Natalie just stared at the assortment of clothes in bimbo Mark's hands. "Well... thanks." "You're, like, so totally welcome, sweetie! If we're gonna be like this, we better get into it, right? Heheheh." "Fer sure," Natalie mocked. Mark just giggled. "Okay, listen, thanks for the clothes. I really think we should get together with the others. Why don't you just sit here for a few minutes while I go get a shower and put on some of these clothes, okay?" "Sure!" Mark turned on the television and watched mindless reality TV. She sat there unmoving as VH1 ran "Best Week Ever." "Mark, ready to go?" "Huh? Oh, yeah, like sure!" Mark leapt up, boobs leaping with him. "Oh wow! Hey! They bounce!" Natalie sighed and nodded. The clothes Mark bought her were nice, but were only really for women pregnant with one baby, not three. It was sometime later that the whole group met up. Again, Diane was surprised at how easily Aaron's parents let their little girl go out. "I jus' feel weird," Erin said in a little girl voice. Her hair was back in pigtails and she was wearing a cute little skirt. "Bark bark!" Diane agreed. "I wish I understand what you were sayin," Erin replied. At that moment, Natalie and Mark arrived. "Hi everyone!" Mark shouted, smiling widely. It was barely noon now and they were meeting at Diane's house. "Mark's gone completely out the window," Natalie said, waddling around. "And I hate being pregnant." "It all fuckin' blows," little Erin said. Mark laughed her ass off. Diane rolled her eyes. At that moment, there was another knock at the door. Mike and Lisa walked. Mike was apparently wearing a bra, but other than that, wore boys clothes. Lisa was wearing her own clothes, but boy's pants. "So what are we going to do?" asked Mike after all the greetings were done. "Go to the mall?" asked Mark. "Bark! Arf!" "No one can understand you, Diane," Lisa remarked. "I think Roman told you that everyone could, but we can't." Diane tilted her head and made a whining noise. "We need to find Roman again," Natalie said, hands running across her gigantic belly. "When? I'm supposed to be at work in an hour," Mike said. "I can't call off or I'll be fired. Everyone knows I'm girl, despite my name and pictures." "Ditto for all of us," Natalie stated. "Being this big at the beginning of pregnancy is apparently okay since I'm having triplets." "Reality has changed, that's what he said," Lisa stated. "Okay, Mike should just go to work. I have to work tonight too with Natalie. Diane, how about you try and find Roman? Or try and figure out how he was able to change us and reality around us?" "Arf!" "Like, what about me?" asked Mark. "You can help Diane." "I want to watch cartoons," said Erin. "That's fine, sweetie" Lisa said. "Er, sorry." *** "I, like, kinda like being a girl," Mark told Diane. "Hrm?" "I know, it's like, crazy to say that and I'm, like you know, gay. But I like these boobies! Wheee!" she said, shaking the new breasts side to side. "Bark!" "Okay, okay, I'll, like, stop I guess." The two entered the mall, which was where a goth store was located. Diane had seen Roman shop there before on a previous visit - long before any of this had even started. "Oh my gawd! Diane look at that guy over there! Isn't he cute?" Diane gave Mark an odd look. "I know! It's so fucking strange! I like boys now! And girls too! Like, you I still, like, feel super hot for." "Arf?" "Whoops!" "Arf?" "Well, like, I totally have a crush on you." Diane looked away and held back a whine. Now was not the time for this, but she too had a crush on Mark. Even though he was a blonde-haired, big-boobed bimbo, she still found him cute. She was far from a lesbian, but she found herself hoping that when they turn back to normal, the two of them would hook up. Mark looked embarrassed at having this all revealed. Diane swung her arm around her shoulders and gave Mark an encouraging lick on the cheek. "Bark." "Thanks!" "Well, well, well... the bitch and bimbo." Diane barred her teeth as Roman walked towards them. Mark looked stupidly at him. "Hey! Like, we want to be totally normal again!" "You are, stupid!" "Bark bark bark bark!" Diane followed up. "Still haven't figured it out yet? Still think you're talking normal?" asked Roman, walking over to Diane. "Let's have some fun with that. I can see in your thoughts that you think I didn't even punish you. Guess what, bitch? I didn't. And what I'm doing right now - to you and your family - happened when you just a kid." Diane suddenly became dizzy. Mark watched as her ears became floppy and hairy like a golden retrievers. A tail sprouted just above her butt. Her nose went dark and wet like a dogs. The bottom of her face puffed and swelled just a little. "Whoa! Like, you look like a total dog now!" "Bark! Bark!" yelped Diane at Roman, her tail wagging. The bark sounded completely real now - more natural. "Like, fuck you!" Mark shouted. "Okay. Fuck me." Mark's eyes rolled back a little. He felt so strange then... and found Roman so totally hot. Diane grabbed at her arm, but Mark ran towards Roman and threw her arms around him. "Like, I want you. Fer sure," she said, pulling off his jacket. "I'm a virgin. Guys like virgins, right?" Diane grabbed Mark and pulled her away from Roman. She snarled, baring her teeth at Roman. "Looks like your little friend wants you more, Mark. Cock or pussy? Which do you want more?" Mark looked across the mall cafeteria, where none of the patrons seemed to think much of a hot bimbo and her dog-girl friend. "What's that mean?" "Hahaha!" Roman laughed. "Oh, that's great. I could fuck with you all day and night." "Why don't we?" asked Mark, stepping up to Roman again. "I don't think so," Roman responded. "Although... if we bump into each other again..." "Mmm, then I'll, like, totally suck your cock?" "Right-o, dumbass!" "Heheheh, you're so totally funny!" "Bark! Bark!" "Oh yeah! Turn her back to normal!" "Nope. See ya, girls!" Roman seemed to blur into a motion of colors, then was gone. Diane whined. Mark thought about her lips around Roman's cock. *** "Oh no..." Natalie sighed, looking out from the behind the counter at Wendy's. Roman was in line and when he saw Natalie, he smiled sinisterly. It didn't take long for him to come up. As soon as he did, Lisa was right there with Natalie. "Oh, you two work together, huh? Guess you're pretty close." "Just leave us alone, Roman," Natalie snapped. "Turn us back to normal." "Pretty close..." he sighed. "Well, I suppose I'm not going to get service here, am I? Guess I'll catch you two good friends later." Roman walked out the door. Lisa turned to Natalie. "This is awful. Did you see that text from Diane? Is he following us?" "I don't know... maybe." "Is it all right if you stay at my place tonight?" "Yeah, I'll call my parents, but I don't think it'll be a problem at all..." Later, Lisa and Natalie entered into the empty house. Lisa was an only child and her parents were gone for the weekend. Lisa had spent the previous night paranoid and jumping at every sound... but had fallen at some point out near exhaustion. Natalie waddled into the kitchen, suppressing the rising urge to shove something into her pussy. She was just so horny. It had been lingering since this afternoon, but really after she agreed to stay at Lisa's, it was getting nearly unbearable. Natalie went about making herself a sandwich while Lisa went upstairs to change. She plopped down at the table and ate it rather quickly. Her back ached and her ankles swelled a little from all the standing around. As Natalie finished, Lisa came downstairs, her blonde hair back in a tight ponytail. She was wearing very baggy pajama pants and white t- shirt that showed off her bare midsection. I wish I could wear something like that, Natalie thought. The more she stared at Lisa, however, she began to realize that she didn't just want to wear it... she thought it looked rather sexy on Lisa. Her pussy continue to grow moist and her nipples went erect. "Natalie?" "I'm... yes?" "Are you okay?" Natalie nodded her head, her red hair bouncing around. "Yeah. Fine." "What... what's up with your shirt?" Natalie looked down. Her nipples were clearly showing through her top... which was now soaked with milk. Natalie gasped. "I'm... I'm lactating!" "Do you need me to do anything?" "No, I'll just go change I guess..." Lisa nodded and watched her friend waddle into the bathroom. Lisa sent down her Coke and took a deep breath. She felt a tingle in her new balls that made her aware she was becoming aroused. She tried her best to push it out of her mind while Natalie changed. After a few long minutes of Natalie not returning, Lisa decided to follow. She went to the bathroom and - as she since she was an only child - opened the door. Natalie gasped and looked up at Lisa, her gigantically full breasts bouncing, little drops of milk flying right into Lisa's face. Lisa gasped. "Wow." "Please... shut the door..." Natalie cried, obviously completely embarrassed. "It's okay, Nat." Lisa stepped forward and pressed her hands on Natalie's full, drum-tight pregnant belly. "Do they kick much?" "Yeah. Lisa, can you...?" "I can help." "What?" "Yeah." Lisa suddenly leaned forward and wrapped her lips around Natalie's gigantic breast and began to suckle. Natalie gasped, but it felt so good. She caught herself moaning as Lisa went down on her huge left breasts, drinking milk from her brown nipple. Natalie rubbed her hands along Lisa's head, moaning with pleasure. Lisa popped the nipple out and smile up at Natalie, milk dribbling down her chin. She plunged right into the right breast and again began to suck hard. Milk came spraying out of the tit and into Lisa's mouth. Natalie pussy was soaked now and after a few long, lustful moments of Lisa sucking on her nipples, Natalie ran her hands against Lisa's face and slowly pulled her off. She could see Lisa's huge stiff rod straining the material of the pajama pants. Natalie couldn't help herself. She leaned forward and kissed Lisa. She had never kissed another woman before and at first, there was a part of her that was stunned she was doing such a thing. But as the kiss softened and Lisa began to kiss back, their tongues rubbing the others, the strange-ness of it moved swiftly into passionate lust. When they finally did break, they both stared at each other, their faces red and hot. "Lisa... I can't believe I'm going to ask you this... but..." "I know," Lisa assured her. "I want to too. The bedroom." Lisa grabbed hold of the pregnant girl's hand and lead her into her bedroom. The lights were off and Lisa only turned one on as Natalie waddled to the bed. Natalie peeled off her pajama pants and panties and stared at Lisa as her friend stripped completely naked. It was such a bizarre sight - someone so beautiful and feminine, yet with a gigantic penis standing erect. Lisa stepped forward, Natalie's eyes meeting hers with a "come hither" haunting behind her pupils. Lisa leaned down and kissed Natalie softly, their nipples touching. Lisa then guided her dick slowly into Natalie's sobbing wet pussy. Natalie gasped as she was stretched out to accept the generous size. But there was more than that. Her hormones were crazy. It felt so tight and good. Lisa pressed her finger against Natalie's clit as she started to pump the preggo with her massively manly cock. Natalie moaned, Lisa tweaked her own nipples as well as Natalie's. Small puddles of milk began to form on the bed from spraying out of the tits. Natalie groaned then screamed as orgasm after orgasm came over. Lisa get pumping, breathing hard, body sweating. Her pussy was so tight... "Take it!" she screamed. "Yes!" Natalie screamed back, arching her back as another orgasm came over her. "TAKE IT! TAKE IT, YOU SLUT! TAKE MY CUM!" "FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!" Lisa couldn't control herself. She couldn't stop what she was saying. "YEAH! YEAH!" "Please... please fuck me..." Lisa smashed her penis hard into Natalie's cunt. Natalie cried out as loud as she could, screaming in ecstasy as Lisa blasted cum all up inside her. They held this for as long as they could before Lisa slowly withdrew her now-limp dick. "Oh..." Lisa breathed as she crashed onto the bed, her dick flopping with her. "Yes..." Natalie grunted. "I'm... I'm sorry. I couldn't control myself," Lisa attempted and truly felt bad. Natalie smiled. "Don't worry about. Oh... I'm exhausted." "Me too. Stay right there and I'll get your bra and top." Natalie nodded and wondered just how she was going to down to get her panties and pants. Lisa returned a minute later and Natalie was surprised just how attractive she still found Lisa to be. "Your shirt's all wet, so you'll have to borrow one of mine," Lisa said and pulled up a small t-shirt. She also handed over the panties and pants. Natalie pulled the panties on, but looked hard at the t-shirt. "It's too small." "It's cute," Lisa said, putting her baggy pants on and just the tank top. "You'll look good in it." "You mean like a big giant fat-ass?" "No, of course not," Lisa said, wrapping her arm around Natalie's shoulders and rubbing the taunt skin of her belly. She kissed Natalie's cheek. "Lisa... what's going on here? What are we doing?" "I don't know, really. It all just seems... right?" Natalie nodded and kissed Lisa so very naturally on the lips. "I love you." Lisa smiled. "I love you too." "What about Mike?" asked Natalie, pulling on her loaned shirt. It hugged her breasts tightly and didn't even bother with the belly. "Mike is... not you." Natalie nodded and laid down, her head on the pillow. Lisa changed the comforter to something without milk on it and laid down next to Lisa. Their females forms were close, the evidence of the transformation so very clear as they huddled up. Natalie's belly pressed firmly against Lisa's soft cock. The fell asleep quickly, not understanding what was happening to them. *** Mike got home after a long day at work, where everyone seemed to just stare at his chest and he had to keep his new, long hair out his face the entire time. It had been hard on him, trying to seem as non-womanly as possible, but still being a woman in every way but mental. He came home and went upstairs, breasts moving as he climbed to his room. Mike was slowly but surely getting used to them. Upon reaching his room, he dressed for the night. He was exhausted. His job wasn't exactly hard - waiter - but today had been a particularly stressful day, filled with guys checking him out. Mike took a look at himself in the mirror and despite not liking his new body, he couldn't help but appreciate it's attractiveness. The wide hips, the C-cup breasts, the nice, round butt. It was the kind of body he would have wanted to make love to. Sighing, Mike shook his head - cause hair to fly into his face. He tossed his head back to get it out of the way, then pulled a few stray strands out of his mouth. His face was soft and small, cute and pretty. His voice was light and high, a female voice through and through. Mike sat down on his bed, naked, breasts hanging from his chest, nipples erect in the cool of the air conditioning. "What now?" he asked himself, his new voice slowly starting to become a normal thing to his ears. He looked around. Luckily, he had managed to borrow some bras from Natalie, who could no longer fit her gigantic, milk-filled breasts in them. They were heaped in a pile on the floor next to a freshly-opened pack of panties. Mike grabbed a pair of his old boxers and pulled them on. They curved across his fine, tight, rounded ass. He then pulled on an old tee- shirt. Finally, he put his hair back in a ponytail. It took a few tries. 3) SUNDAY The next morning, Mike awoke to his phone ringing. It was Mark. "Like, do you want to go to Starbucks? I was thinkin' about getting some coffee, then, like, going to get my hair dyed, and like, yeah, and then maybe we can go together." "Mark..." "Like, what? Heheh." "Mark, no... just no. This is stupid. We're guys!" "Like, no we're not. We're, like, girls." Mike got out of bed, reminded immediately of his new body by the movement of the support-less breasts and the lack of penis, not to mention his new voice. His hair, apparently having found its way out of the ponytail, was a freaking mess. Maybe getting it cut wouldn't be so bad. "Okay, okay. I'll be at your place in an hour." "Like, awesome!" *** Mark has been up at six, but really didn't think anything of it. Mark didn't really think of much anymore. He simply acted and that was pretty much it. He did stuff and was aware that maybe it was a little wrong, but really, what did it matter? He didn't even care that he used to be a guy and that everyone else was struggling with the new changes in their bodies. What did Mark care about? Clothes, shopping, look hot and cute and sexy. Showing off his new assets! He's got 'em, so why not show 'em? And if he could get some attention from the boys, why not? Make-up was all instinct at this point. Getting ready for the day now required two hours of prep time. After showering, putting on make-up, and masturbating (man, did he love his new pussy), Mark got dressed. A thong slid right between his round, bouncy butt cheeks. This was followed by a totally hot denim mini-skirt. She then pulled on a halter top and pined her hair back in a cute little bun. "Where are you going, sweetie?" asked his Mom. "Like, to the mall!" "The mall doesn't open until 11, dear," said his Dad. They were both rather oblivious to Mark and his new body and bimbo personality. "Oh duh! Stupid me!" "I thought you were going to get Starbucks?" his Mom asked. "Oh yeah! There's one not in the mall, right?" Mark couldn't seem to remember that there were a lot of other stores outside of the mall. He loved the mall. Even after that encounter with sexy Roman. There was knock at the door. Mark opened and saw Mike standing there, wearing a hoody and jeans. "Hey," she greeted. "Oh yeah! You're picking me up!" Mike nodded. "Yeah. This should be fun." "Like, totally," Mark agreed, and locked arms with Mike. Mike pulled away. "Don't do that. Come on, dude, think straight here." "Heheh." "Mark, why are you acting this way?" "I dunno. I'm, like, supposed to. I'm a girl now, right?" "We talked about this earlier. Just because we look like girls doesn't make us girls." "Yeah, but like, I'm, like way different than you. Like, I'm kinda hotter." Mike rolled her eyes and got in the car. "Nevermind. Let's just go." "Cool! Have you thought of any girl names for yourself?" "No. I don't plan on it." "I can't think of any." "I think I might kill that Roman kid." "Like, he's kinda cute." "What!?" "Like, yeah," Mark replied and licked her lips sexily. "Like, he's got that emo look goin' and he's kinda gothy and he really gets my, like, pussy wet." Mike didn't say anything. It was obvious that Roman had done more than just make Mark stupid. He brainwashed her somehow, made him into a completely different personality. A ghost of Mark existed in that female body. "I'm going to call Lisa real quick," Mark stated and pulled out his cell phone. "Hello?" came Lisa's groggy reply. "Hey." "How is this?" "Mike." "Oh! Mike! Sorry, still getting used to the new voice." "Yeah, me too," Mike answered. "I was worried last night. I didn't hear back from you." "Oh yeah, well, Natalie spent the night and we just kinda crashed. She's been pretty exhausted lately." "Oh, okay. Good, I'm glad you weren't alone. This is all pretty scary." "Yeah. Where are you?" "I'm with Mark. We're going out to Starbucks and the mall. I guess." "Seriously?" "Yep." "That's kinda... isn't that kinda gay?" "I hate my long hair. I want it cut. The rest is Mark's idea." "Sure..." "I'm seriously." "All right, whatever. You girls have a good time. Call me when you get your nails done. I bet they'll look so cute!" "Bye!" Mark slammed his cell phone shut and tossed in the backseat. "Like, tell her I said hi!" *** "That wasn't very nice." Lisa shrugged. "I don't care," she answered. She pulled on a tee shirt and stood up, her penis hanging loosely before her. She and Natalie had just had sex once more and it had been hot and lustful, if not lacking the passion of the night before. In fact, it seemed as though this time around, it was more mechanical, moving into positions they enjoyed the night before. There had been no yelling on either of their parts save but they own exalting cries of passion and grunts of orgasmic delight. Natalie propped herself up, her gigantic pregnant belly jutting out before her, making every attempt at sitting up a major chore. After getting comfortable, Natalie felt two of the babies kick and at the drop of a hat, started crying. She was now starting to ask herself questions. Was she ready for labor? Could she really stand nine months of being like this? Could Natalie actually handle being a mother? And who was the father? Roman? It was hard to believe, since she hadn't even had sex with him. If not him, then who? The only person she has had sex with in the past six months (since she lost her virginity) was Lisa. Was that even possible? Could Lisa be the father? It was too much to bare. Natalie did everything in her power to get up, working muscles and scooting over to the edge of the bed. She lifted herself up, her back and legs aching already. "Part of me really loves peeing standing up," Lisa said, emerging from the bathroom, her dong swinging with every step. "I bet," Natalie replied, turned around from the friend she had told she loved last night. She was trying to bend over to grab the tank-top that had barely fit her milk-filled tits. "What's up? Are you taking off?" "Yeah. I'm pretty tired and I really just need to take it easy. I'm a mom-to-be now, right?" Natalie answered, pulling on her maternity bra. Lisa handed Natalie her panties. "Right. Let me go get your shirt. Do you want to borrow a hoody? That tank top isn't going to do that great of a job." Natalie ran her hands along her belly, feeling its soft, yet tight skin as it was stretched from below her breasts to between her hips. Her thumbs passed over the belly button, which was popped out in a somewhat amusing fashion. "Nothing really will," Natalie sighed sadly. Soon enough, Natalie emerged from Lisa's house, wearing borrowed sweatpants from Lisa's Dad and a hoody only hid about 2/3 of her massive belly. Natalie heaved herself into her jeep and headed home. Lisa stood at the door and watched as her friend drove off. She of course noticed Natalie's tears and had wondered if they were from last night. Were their 'I love yous' genuine or yet another form of punishment? Did she really care about Natalie that much as to love her? Lisa thought of Mark and his new-found stupidity and the way that Diane didn't even realize that she was a dog-girl. Was this just another case of Roman fucking with their minds as well as their bodies? The day as a whole passed uneventfully, as opposed to the two days before hand. Diane, still feeling unpunished, spent the entire day both on the Internet and at the library, doing as much research as possible on what could have been unleashed upon them. She was often distracted by interesting smells and sounds. Her eyes even fell upon people walking their dogs down the street and had to make herself concentrate on research rather than running around the neighborhood in pursuit of exercise and curiosity. A part of her deep down within wondered why she wanted to do that, but she was ignoring that part. Diane continued to push herself into her research. Natalie got home safely from Lisa's a proceeded to eat like a horse. After a very full lunch, she napped, then waddled downstairs and did everything humanly possible to forget her current state. She vegged out on stupid movies and reality TV. Natalie and Diane both checked in on Erin, though it was Natalie that actually got something out of the little girl. She had spent the day playing dress-up. Erin had made an effort to watch baseball, but found herself getting bored with it and ended up watching cartoons. Apparently, Erin wouldn't be going back to high school tomorrow, but instead, elementary. The return to school weighed heavily on everyone's minds. While it had become apparent that no one noticed any differences with them, getting through the day tomorrow was going to be difficult. On the one hand, there was the physical portions. Natalie's pregnancy, Lisa hiding her new gigantic penis, Mark and Mike's female bodies. Everyone wondered about Diane, too, except for Diane herself. But school also brought them in contact with Roman, who had changed them so much. As Mike got home, secretly admiring his new haircut, he wondered if perhaps tomorrow would bring about another change. While he didn't want to be turned into a half-animal like Diane or lose his brain like Mark, he would embrace a change that didn't require him to have boobs and a vagina. Mike also hoped that perhaps this was as bad as it got. That maybe Roman realized that they had learned their lesson. The sun was dipping down on the horizon and autumn's first chill was felt subtly in the air. 4) MONDAY It wasn't a good day for Natalie as she waddled into the cafeteria. Students were just starting to pour in and everyone had a good fifteen minutes before class started for the day. The rest of the group was convened around their usual table and Natalie sat down hard. "I hate this!" she shouted and tossed her book bag on the table. "Everyone keeps staring at me." "You're preggo!" yelped Mark. "Not helping," Lisa snapped. "Arf! Arf!" Diane said. "Did you find anything yesterday?" asked Mike, knowing that Diane wouldn't give them any sort of clear answer. Diane barked a lot, but they could all tell be her expression that there wasn't new information she had for them. "What the fuck is this?!" came a shriek. A few other students glanced over. The group looked up and saw Amy, Alice, and Frank staring them. "Amy..." Natalie sighed, hands on her bloated belly. "Are you joking here? Are you fucking kidding me?" yelled Amy, face red. "No... I... I'm pregnant." "That's bullshit!" Amy screamed. "Isn't it bad enough you made fun of me, but now you come in here, looking like that? You're... evil!" Natalie pulled up her shirt, unveiling the belly. She yanked down the elastic front of her jeans, showing it completely. "This is real! Just ask your friend Roman!" The trio just stared. Amy, shaking with rage and shock, stomped off. Alice and Frank followed quickly, though their eyes lingered on Diane. "Damn it..." Natalie said heavily, readjusting her pants and shirt. "They're the only ones who know," came the voice of Roman suddenly. He seemed to just appear behind them. "Roman!" breathed Mark. He could feel his pussy getting wet at the sight of him, his nipples erect, his face flushing. Oh, how he wanted Roman... wanted him so bad... "Not yet," Roman said and Mark felt his female form calming a bit. "Turn us back, Roman," Mike demanded standing up. "No." Mike's breasts suddenly doubled in size. His bra seemed to accommodate. "Gah!" Diane started barking. Roman grinned and walked over to Mark. "Meet me in the boys locker room right after school," he whispered. "Like sure!" Roman walked away and seemed to just vanish. "What did he say to you?" asked Lisa. "I dunno. Something stupid." "Look at these things!" Mike yelled out. "They're huge now! They're even bigger! Oh for fuck's sake!" *** The rest of the school day passed normally for any Monday. Diane's appearance and barking didn't seem to deter any of the student or teachers. They didn't necessarily seem to understand what she was saying, but every answer she gave throughout the day was interpreted by them to be the wrong answer. Natalie was having trouble sitting in the small desks and was actually moved to tables at the sides of the classrooms. It was embarrassing and everyone stared at her. The entire world saw that she was pregnant and about to pop, but like everyone else, knew that this was simply the beginning of the pregnancy. Girls would giggle at her appearance and boys would talk to themselves, eyes shifting her way every now and then. Lisa had to go out yesterday and buy boy's pants and underwear. They looked strange on her, but they had plenty of room for her penis. She at one point got a rather random erection during her Math class that required Lisa putting her purse on her lap to hide it - something a guy couldn't do. Mike struggled with his new breasts, feeling their weight shift. They were so much larger than they had been and he was just getting used to the first ones, let alone these new gigantic tits. Mark was completely vacant for most of the day, his thoughts only on Roman and having insanely wild and dirty sex with him. As the day ended, Mark practically ran to the boys locker room. With each step, her arousal grew. Her pussy was soaking wet with desire and want and need. Her heart was racing, her eyes wide, every sound and every sight just driving her towards Roman and his dick. Part of Mark knew that he had messed with her mind, that he made her want him, but she didn't care. She wanted to get off. She needed to get off, to orgasm and to scream his name while she rode him hard and took in his spooge. She entered the locker room and Roman stood there. Her entire body was trembling with sexual lust and her knees felt weak as she drank in his body. Mark ran up and kissed him, her first kiss with a boy. His lips were flat, but his tongue slipped in and pushed against hers. He ran his hands across her soft, feminine face. They broke after a long moment. "Oh my gawd, like... Roman..." Mark said, body shaking with anticipation. "Take me." "No." "Like, please! I need it!" Roman shook his head. "No. I think you need a good practice round. Get a little more fucking experience." Mark just kinda stared at him. "Maybe..." Roman took her hand and pulled in her past the first line of lockers. Standing there, completely naked, was the senior boys soccer and basketball teams - thirty in all. They looked hypnotized, as though they didn't care about seeing each other in the nude. "I think it's time you get yourself a new name, Mark. You've been thinking of one, haven't you?" "Yessss," Mark responded, looking at all the boys with all their dicks hanging out. Her mind was whirling with whorish thoughts. Roman touched her chin and turned her face to him. "What is your name, Mark?" Mark smiled in a sexual, creepy way. "Marcy." "Marcy is your name now, huh, Mark?" "Who's Mark?" Roman kissed her again, then turned her to the boys. "Now remember, honey, you're all adults here. They can do whatever they want to you. Whatever you want them to." "I want them to..." Marcy lost her train of thought and simply grabbed the first dick she saw. It was warm and turned hard in her hand. "I, like, have experience," she said to the guy. A pair of hands from behind her lifted up Marcy's low-cut top. She gasped, but then sighed as she felt the touch of his lips on the back of her neck. Another pair of slipped around the guy and unlatched her bra. The guy whose dick was jerking leaned forward and sucked Marcy's left nipple. Another guy came forward and started sucking on the other nipple. Part of her screamed 'no,' but it was drowned out by the want... the need... for this all to happen. She grabbed another cock as two other guys came over and both started kissing two sides of her neck. Another came over and pulled down her pants, then her panties. He started to kiss her hips and thighs as yet another one rubbed her moist pussy. His fingers caressed the clit, sending little jolts of excitement into Marcy's entire body. Marcy got down on her knees as other guys stepped over, stroking their cocks. Marcy took in the first guy's dick. It was full and thick and had a bitter, salty taste to it. But she loved it. Two more dicks were suddenly in her face, running across her cheeks and forehead and nose. The guy who was fingering her paused and she pulled the thick, hot cock out of her mouth. "Fuck me, please," she begged. The guy nodded and laid her down. He mounted her and shoved his rod into her awaiting, sobbing pussy. She felt a crash of pain as her hymen was popped, but it was taken away soon as he started pumping. She gasped and sighed, pumping dicks on both sides with her hands. Someone came up to her and shoved his cock into her mouth. She took it and started sucking. Marcy started to squeal and moan as she neared her first female climax. The dick in her mouth was suddenly yanked out and the guy started jerking it off above her. She moaned and screamed in orgasmic delight as she came. The man who was fucking her got off a few seconds after her third orgasm in a row. Suddenly, big gobs of cum fell onto her face, splattered her cheeks and nose. She giggled. "I like that," she laughed. Another cock entered her. Boys from all around started coming closer. She didn't orgasm this time, but he did rather quickly. Two men's sperms filled her pussy. Another cock was in her mouth now, rubbery and salty, thick and full. She grunted as she third man made her cum. Marcy was in throws of orgasmic delight - too much so to notice that two lines had formed: one for a blowjob (with two at the ready in her hands); and one for her pussy. The third guy got off, then moved to the blowjob/handjob line. Another man came, and it splattered across her face again. It streaked back into her hair. Another cock arrived to take it's place. "I, like, need a second," Marcy said after the fifth guy got her off and a third cock came across her face. There was cum in her eyes and it was stinging. She wiped it away and actually put it in her hair. She caught her breath. At this moment, four of the guys vanished for a minute into one of other areas of the locker room. When they returned, they had a bottle of moisturizer. "Like, are you going to do me ass?" asked Marcy and as soon as she said it, she sat up onto her haunches. One of the guys moved behind her and laid down, his dick hard and covered in lotion. Marcy felt a finger run across her ass and the cold of the moisturizer on her asshole. Her cheeks were spread she felt the thick head press against her hole. It hurt and was hot as the dick slowly pushed inward. She grunted and groaned a little as her asshole gave in and allowed the thick dick entrance. Marcy was then leaned back as another dick was shoved into her pussy. Both dicks started ramming into her holes. Another guy came in and saddled onto her waist. He poured moisturizer on her tits and shoved them together on his dick and started titty fucking her. Wave after wave of orgasm came across her body. Another member was shoved into her mouth. Cum filled her mouth this time, thick and gooey and bittersweet. Everyone came in rapid succession. Cum was in her mouth, on her cheeks, in her hair, on her chin, on her lips, dripping from her pussy and her asshole, and now blasted above her breasts, just touching her neck. New lines were formed: the guys went from her pussy to her hands and mouth and ended with her ass. Not everyone was up for doing her up the ass, because as good as it felt, it also kinda hurt. After about an hour and a half of this, everyone had cum on her face or tits and everyone had cum in her vagina. Only about a third of the guys got to her asshole. The guys all lined up around her and Marcy was breathing heavily, lustful, but exhausted. She laid herself onto a bench, cum all over her tits and face dripping off. "Like, let's have a grand finale, boys," she said, teasing a nearby cock. Laid back, fifteen of the guys stepped right up to her, their cocks standing erect, all of them lined up from to the top of her head to her toes. They started jerking off. She squealed in delight as they prepared to drench her entire body in cum. Each of these guys came randomly. There was a long, ropy stream of cum that fired out across her flat belly. Another batch landed on her right thigh, another on her shoulder. Her left tit soon had yet another addition to it, followed by one on her right, and yet another on her left. Her mid-section was hit again, then her right ankle and left wrist. Her left forearm was next, followed by her pelvis. Her face got it again, as did her hair. Another for her right knee and a final burst landed on her right hip. These fifteen guys walked off and fifteen more stepped forward. They stood above her, though their positions were different. The guys pumped their meat, some of them grunting as they prepared to shoot cum onto Marcy's body. She giggled as one batch overlapped an already landed one on her right breast. Two more fired out then, hitting her midsection. Three on her thighs, two on her hips. Yet another on her forehead and hair. Two on her left and right ankles. Another on her midsection. Another on her face, some landing in her mouth and filled in with a watery, bitter taste. The final ones landed on her neck, hands, and sternum. And that was that. Marcy laid there, covered in sperm from thirty guys. Her body felt wet and exhausted and she could hardly move. She giggled a little, then sighed. Her face was heavy, like a washcloth had been draped over it. Slowly, her mind came to realize that her face and chest had been splattered with cum all ready, meaning that she had been cum on sixty times. Her eyes looked and watched as the guys suddenly seemed to act normal. More than that, they acted like she wasn't even there and they didn't even do what they did to her. Marcy was struck with an odd feeling of vulnerability and hurt. Within ten minutes, the guys had all dressed and left her alone in the locker room, their sperm still surprisingly wet and warm on her naked flesh. "Well, well, well," Roman stated, entering. "Look at you." "Ummm... I, like, can't. I'm exhausted." "I bet. You really got pounded, didn't ya?" Despite her sexual appetite diminished, she still felt a strong yearning for Roman. "Yeppers!" she replied, still laying stock still. He looked down at her for a moment, eyes darting up and down her body. He then snapped his fingers. A mirror floated above her, steadied by his hand. Marcy - Mark - got a look at herself. Her face was completely covered with cum - not a single centimeter of flesh shone through the thick gobs of man-juice. She was suddenly aware of the stinging in her eyes and the smell of spooge; that bitter smell that had a faint trace of urine in it, and had a strange organic sweetness to it as well. There were huge, long puddles of cum matted in her hair, ruining what had been a cute little do this morning. Her hair had even seemed to catch whatever had rolled off her neck and shoulders. Her breasts were layered in cum as well, though not as thickly. Her arms, which seemed locked at her sides now, had caught some of the rolled-off spooge. There was a thin layer tracing from her shoulders to her fingers. She wiggled said fingers and could feel the sticky goo between them. Her belly was puddle of sperm. She would later reflect about how it was funny that thirty guys worth of DNA swam all over her. The cum stuck to her belly and ribs with a magic she was too stupid to realize was in place. Really, had she the smarts at all anymore, Marcy would have realized that magic maintained the cum and kept it from drying out... for now. Cum had pooled in her belly button, which she laughed heartily at it when she saw it in her reflection. The coat of sperm didn't move from her face as she laughed. It was like a strange, gooey mask. Tiny rivers and lakes of spooge ran up and down her hips and thighs, into the crack of her pussy. Her legs were covered in streams of cum. She wiggled her toes and felt drops rub against each other. "What do you think?" asked Roman, grinning like a crazy man. "I look pretty hot," she said and licked a little off her top lip. She held it out on her tongue for a moment, tasting it. "Aww," she stated then, retracting her tongue and swallowing, "I looked kinda cute there." "Yes, well... I think you need to relax." "Maybe." "Yes." He released the mirror and it floated away. Coming his way now were two packs of plastic wrap. His grin turned sinister. "What are ya gonna do now?" "Break time." A brief second of panic filled Marcy as she began to float up off the bench and hung suspended in the air about two feet above it. "It's okay," Roman assured her. "Magic and all that." "Heheh, oh yeah," she said then, her fears gone. He was in control, wasn't he? She giggled stupidly. He pulled her arms and legs out until she made what could only be described as a big 'X'. He then went to work, unrolling the plastic wrap around her legs, up to where her hips met her thighs. It squashed the cum against her skin. She laughed as the plastic squeaked and crinkled. After both legs were done, he moved onto her arms, unrolling the plastic from her fingers to the shoulders. Roman then pushed her arms and legs together again and once more, starting unrolling the plastic wrap from her toes on up. It pushed her big, round, sexy and sore ass cheeks together. It swung around her butt three times, the plastic tight and pushing the still warm sperm against her flesh, making it warmer. He moved up, capturing her mid-section with the plastic wrap, the pool of sperm squishing and finally relenting it's hold. It drizzled and fell down her sides and to her back, not leaving her body as the spooge was now secured against her with the wrap. The wrap traveled up her breasts, pushing hard against the sore nipples and bruised breasts, squashing them hard. He bound the all ready plastic-wrapped arms to her sides, just as he had wrapped another two layers of plastic to hold her legs together. The plastic wrap caught her hair and with every new layer and every advance up her body, it pulled it a little. Marcy tried to complain, but found that she was unable to speak. Roman wrapped up her neck, but only with one layer. Only half an inch of that layer was overlapped by the layer that now was winding