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The Acid Trip Gender Flip free porn video
*BUZZ!* *BUZZ!* *BUZZ!* *BUZZ!*... I rolled out of bed in a half daze,
and smacked the alarm clock off. While stretching and yawning I suddenly
remembered that I get to take LSD for the first time tonight! I was
suddently filled with a pleasant anxiety. I've always wanted to try LSD,
i've only dabbled with mushrooms a few times and smoke weed regularly.
My girlfriend Stacy did some a couple of weeks ago and said it was
amazing! She called me last night and asked me to take it with her
tonight. I grabbed my cell and dialed Stacy.
"Hello?" she answered the phone.
"Hey baby, how are you?" I said.
"Good. How are you hun?" she said.
"Just woke up. Gotta go to work in a bit here... are we still on for
tonight?" I inquired.
"Tehehe! Yeah of course! Call me when you get out of work, Love ya!" she
replied.
"Sweet, should be around 8. Love you too. later!" I hung up the phone.
I ate some breakfast, Threw on my work hat, and headed out the door. Im
21 years old, and I've been delivering pizza for 4 years. Its not a bad
job, though I dont always get the best tips. What's weird is that my
general manager is a girl, but all the rest of the employees are guys.
My shift went by rather quickly. I had 18 deliveries and the most
bizzare thing happened. Every single customer I delivered to was a
ridiculously hot chick! I usually only deliver to one or two a week, so
it was really strange. I had told the other drivers about it and they
were all jealous, heh.
I got home, showered, changed my clothes, and called Stacy. She told to
come over whenever I can. I fed the cat, grabbed my keys, and jogged
out the door to my car. I was so excited the whole drive over. Still a
little nervous and anxious, but it wasn't unpleasant.
I arrived and rang the doorbell. She came to the door instantly.
"Duane!" she said, before giving me a nice long kiss.
As she was kissing me, she slipped a little ziplock baggie into my hand.
"Nice!" I said with excitement as I peered at the bag.
"Wow, there are 3 in there. Are these the same ones you took last time?"
she nodded.
"You sure 3 is ok to start out with?" I asked, a little concerned.
"Oh its fine. I took 3 the other day. You'll be fine" she said
reassuringly.
With that, we walked inside and both popped all 3 hits into our mouths
simutaneously. Stacy giggled immediately afterwards. "Youre going to
love the shit out of this" she said.
We sat and talked for a while, waiting for the trip to kick in. We got
into a silly debate about how all women are weird. She disagreed of
course, saying that all men are weird. I mentioned how women all act
weird in their own little way. The conversation went on for about 20
minutes until I started feeling some threshold effects.
"Wow this stuff feels kinda weird," I said.
"Oh, just wait 10 minutes, this isn't anything like it" she responded.
We basically sat there silent, looking at our surroundings until it
really kicked in.
"WHOA!!!!" I exclaimed, pointing at the carpet in her living room, "Do
you see that carpet?! Its like melting into itself! WOW!"
She laughed and said, "Oh Duane, everyone sees different things and has
different trips. Im checking out this fireplace!"
I got up and started walking around the house, it was like everything
was alive. I had some weird thoughts going through my head. I'd never
experienced anything like this before, this is intense! We spent a while
just walking around checking out all the hallucinations.
After a bit Stacy ran up to me and said, "Oh my god, we totally have to
go outside and walk around!"
When she said that, my mind went haywire. As soon as I heard the word
'outside' my mind flooded with clustered images and information of
thousands of places at once, the most bizzare thing is that I felt like
I was in all those places at once, and I knew everything about them and
what was going on there. My pupils grew wider.
"Holy SHIT this stuff in intense!" I exclaimed.
Stacy started repeating, "Outside... Outside.... outside.... OUTSIDE!"
I followed her to the front door, and we went outside. Wow, being
outside is like an entirely different world! The trees were dancing,
every plant looked alive! Stacy suggested that we go lay under the maple
tree. We ran there and laid down under the canopy of the massive tree.
"Wow! it looks like it has arms and fingers! and theyre moving!" she
exclaimed.
The tree looked like it was throbbing, and my driving curiousity made me
want to hug the tree. As soon as i touched the tree, it was like i got
shot into a different dimension. The smell and taste of the tree
saturated my senses, and my vision went black. Then I noticed that I was
actually FEELING what the tree was feeling! I could feel every single
branch as the wind gently swooshed through them, rustling the leaves. I
felt my roots buried deep in the ground.... Then it faded away
instantly as stacey grabbed me and peeled me from the tree vigorously.
"Are you ok honey?" she asked.
I freaked out, "Who.. wha... *cough* whoa. WHOA. WOW!! Unbelieveable! I
WAS that TREE!"
"You scared me, you werent responding, i was tapping you and yelling
your name for like 5 minutes!" she cried, "I thought you were dead!"
"Dead?" I pondered.
Bad word. BAD WORD! Just hearing that word completely put me into a
different trip where the trees and grass and everything around me looked
dead. I was even starting to feel dead myself.
"Oh my god stacy dont say dead please, it scares me" I said frantically.
"Im sorry honey! I love you! Think life! Think flowers and butterflies!"
she responded.
As soon as she said flowers and butterflies, My mind went haywire again.
I felt like I instantly analyzed everything there was to know about how
flowers work, and how butterflies think and see and feel. Right when I
snapped out of it, a butterfly flew near, and started swirling around
me.
"Wow! you just said butterfly, and now one is right there! Thats crazy!"
I exclaimed.
"Oh my god I see it too! its so pretty!" she said in excitement.
As I was looking at the butterfly, I felt like I had some kind of
supernatural connection with it after that butterfly and flower trip I
had. I tried willing it to fly in certain directions, and it was
totally following my every thought!
"Oh my god Stacy, Im totally controlling where this butterfly flies!" I
exclaimed.
"Hahaha, its just the acid, dont go crazy on me now Duane!" she
responded.
The instant I told her that I was controlling it, it flew away and
disappeared into the night sky. Then I heard a voice from behind me... A
very familiar voice.
"Duane...." it resounded. I whipped around to see the maple tree. I felt
as if it were staring directly at me. I quietly mumbled, "huh?"
"You've crossed a threshold, unbound the natural barrier between mental
and physical. Watch your thoughts tonight and actions, they may have
grave consequences...." The tree echoed through my head.
"Ooooooookay, im a little freaked out now, that fucking TREE just TALKED
to me!" I yelled.
"Hahaha ok, lets go do something else. Looks like the outside world
might be a little much for you right now." she said.
I said ok, and she pointed down the street.
"What? Where to now?" I asked.
"Lets go to the dance club! all the lights and colors! it should be
crazy!" she exclaimed.
"Hmmmm... sure why not?" I responded.
So we set off for the dance club. I kept thinking about what that tree
said, but i ended up dropping it since it was probably just the LSD
talking. We arrived at the club and went inside. The music and lights
were so overwhelming, it made me feel so tiny.
"Ive gotta run to the bathroom, wait here for me please!" she said
before running off.
A few moments later a beautiful girl came up to me and asked me if i
wanted to dance.
"No, sorry... waiting for my girlfriend shes in the bathroom." i
replied.
"Oh thats too bad cutie, we could've had loads of fun." said the woman,
then she Immediately grabbed my ass and back and pulled me into her and
tried to start making out with me. The first thought that entered my
head is "Why are some women like this?" While I started to push her
away, my mind went haywire again.
Oh... my.... god... this is totally fucked. I like seriously am
understanding every single process in that girls brain! Her motor
functions that control her muscles and face, every memory shes ever had,
Im feeling through her, I can feel her body as if it were mine. Her
emotions are completely different than mine. Like they are a drug all on
their own.
All of a sudden the connection was abruptly severed as I noticed Stacy
pulling me off the girl that was still making out with me. I fell to the
floor on my ass.
"DUANE!!!!!? WHAT THE HELL DUANE!!?! WHY?! Oh my god you are SO lucky
that youre tripping out or I would fucking leave you for this shit!" she
yelled angrily.
"Im sorry!" I squealed.
Wait.... that wasnt a squeal! Oh my god... I still feel that girls
emotions, totally feminine emotions! I feel like a girl! Oh my god, im
totally thinking different too, what the hell is going on? I looked down
at my body... It's the same as it was. Im still a man, but what the
hell...
"Duane, lets go RIGHT NOW" she demanded.
I looked up at Stacy, and the girl that was staring at me... Then I
started to worry. Stacy doesnt look like she did before. She looks the
same, but less cute or something... And the girl that made out with me
no longer looked sexy at all, she just looks.... like a girl. What the
fuck is going on?
Stacy grabbed my arm and vigorously dragged me outside the bar.
"So what was that all about, huh?" she asked.
"Im so sor-" I cut off as i realized my voice sounded exactly like a
girls voice. The inflection and everyting was perfectly female.
"DONT MOCK ME!" she screamed.
".....Uh.... im totally not mocking you... Something like.... Happened
in there, when that girl grabbed me.... Oh my god this is so weird. Im
so scared. What happened to me? Why am I talking like a girl?" I said,
still feeling feminine emotions like i felt from that girl.
"What the hell? Are you serious?" she inquired in a nervous tone.
"YES IM SERIOUS! I feel like a woman too! This is so... weird," I said,
noticing that I was using my hands to express what I was saying, "Oh my
god Stacy, Im doing weird hand gestures like a girls do when they talk
Help me!"
"Ok, its probably just the LSD, Im sure it will wear off with the drug.
We should probably go back to my house until you start feeling like
yourself again" she suggested.
On the walk back to the house I noticed that I was walking differently
too. I was walking just like a woman, but it was hurting my hip bones
because they werent built to walk like that.
"Ummmmmm, Duane?"
"Yes darling?" I replied.
"Darling? Did you just call me darling? You never say darling! Ok, im
officially worried now. Your hair seems lighter colored than it was
earlier."
"What?! it is!? Oh my god... Whats happening? How can this happen? This
isn't possible!" I yelled in my newfound voice.
When we stopped at a stoplight to cross an intersection, a woman in a
black corvette pulled up to the light and rolled down her window. "Man,
I feel like a woman" by Sheryl Crowe was blasting out of the radio. Then
the driver looked at me and winked.
"Well, its good to know that if theres a God it has a sense of humor"
said Stacy.
"Shut up!" I snapped back.
While walking, we crossed a couple of women walking the opposite
direction on the sidewalk on the way home. Both of them stared fixated
on me, with seemingly confused and curious looks on their faces. I tried
to ignore them as they passed.
"Soooooo.... Stacy-" I said.
"Oh my god you sound exactly like a girl. This is so weird! You're
tripping me out! .... What?" she responded.
"Do I like.... look any different... or something? I feel realy really
different," I said.
"Uhm... Kinda."
"What do you mean KINDA?!" I yelped helplessly.
"Well its super weird, really. You are moving diffrently, your hair
seems a little lighter colored... Your lips and facial expressions are
exactly like a girls. The weirdest thing is your eyes. Its so strange.
When I look at you in the eyes, I Dont see Duane, I feel like im looking
at a girl," she explained.
Finally we arrived at her house. We walked inside and went into the
living room. I was still tripping out from the LSD, but it felt so much
different than before. Stacy's cat curiously walked in the room and
plopped down on the carpet before me, staring up at me with its big cute
little kitty eyes. Awwwww.... Shes so cute!
"Hey wittle kitty, hey der! Hey little ba-" I said in a cute voice,
before catching myself, "Oh my god! Stacy, looking at your cat overran
me with emotions because it's so cute! I just...."
She bust out laughing. "Oh my god, Im so sorry, this isnt funny at all.
It's like your mind all of a sudden became like a girls. Wait, I have an
idea."
She got up and sprinted upstairs. I heard some rustling from the floor
above me for a minute or so, then she ran back down the stairs with some
things in her hands.
"Whats all that?" I asked.
"Oh just some things I wanted to test out," she replied.
She dropped a few things on the floor. Looked like a couple of
magazines, some makeup, and some clothes. Then she looked at me.
"What are you doing? Why did you get that stuff? I don't wanna know do
I?" I whined.
She walked up and dropped a Cosmopolitan magazine on my lap. I stared
blankly at her for a few seconds then spoke, "What the hell is this
for?"
"Its a cosmo, silly. Open it up, skip around, let me know what you're
thinking while youre reading it," she demanded.
With a drawn out feminine sigh, I opened the magazine. The first page
was a makeup ad with a girls face on it. The strange thing is that she
was pretty, but I didn't really feel turned on by her like I normally
would have. My heart skipped a beat. I flipped around to a page with a
bunch of clothes for sale... Seeing them seriously made me want to try
them on..... Oh i'd look so cute in that... I thought. Those boots are
totally sweet!
Stacy was hovering above me, curiously analyzing my facial expressions.
"Soooooo, whats going through your mind?" she asked.
I was too embarassed to answer her, after realizing what really was
going through my head. I immediately flipped a few pages deeper. On the
page was a shirtless man, muscular and... Sexy.
"OH MY FUCKING GOD!" I yelled in terror, as I threw the magazine across
the room.
"What!? What is it Duane?!" she asked with a worried tone.
I was too embarassed to admit it, but the guy on that page turned me on.
I started to get horny, but the feeling was completely different than
any libido I've experienced before. This is not good, I thought.
"DUANE!" she yelled, "Why did you throw the magazine, What's the matter?
What happened?"
"Uhmmm... I, Uh...." I couldnt spit the words out, I was too embarassed.
"Oh come on! You can tell me anything honey, I love you," she said.
With that, I started to cry. She walked up to me and wrapped her arms
around me, comforting me. "Its okay, its okay, dont cry, I'm sure it
will go away when you come down. This is just a really really weird
trip, im sure of it," she suggested.
"Why is it so easy to cry? I never cry. *sniffle* What is.... wrong with
me? *yelp* *sniffle* I saw the clothes in there and I wanted to buy them
and put them on... I saw a guy in there and I thought he was really
hot... Im not gay! Why was he so attractive? Im so scared!" I cried.
She let go of me and backed up with a terrified look on her face.
"What, what is it Stacy?" I inquired.
"Uhmmmm, you were attract...."She started, but then got freaked out
about something, "HOLY SHIT! WHOA! Ok, WOW... Uhmmmmmm.... Duane."
"WHAT?!" I yelled terrified.
"Your hair is now completely blonde. And your face is definitely
rounder. Maybe you should go to the bathroom and see for yourself." she
suggested.
I shot up out of the chair, ran into the bathroom and gazed in the
mirror. She was right, my hair was blonde, and it was definitely longer
than it was earlier. I still looked like myself, though it did seem like
my facial features were a little softer and more feminine. I noticed how
my eyes moved in different patterns while looking at myself in the
mirror. They were moving girl's eyes move. Stacy stood behind me,
curiously peering into the bathroom.
"I dont feel well," I said to her. "Can I take a shower please? I need
to relax."
"Ok, maybe thats a good idea" she responded as she shut the door to the
bathroom.
I stripped down and turned on the shower. My body looked the same as
always, and to be honest it felt kindve gross. I felt like I wanted my
body to be a womans for some reason. This was totally freaking me out. I
got in the shower, rested my head against the wall and let out a long
drawn out sigh. Just then I noticed tingling on my legs and arms and
body... Felt like my body hair was tickling me. I itched my calf, and as
I did the hair on my calf where I touched literally came off and was all
stuck to my fingers. I gasped in distress. I ran my fingers down my
leg... Sure enough, all the hair on my legs pulled right out like
nothing. I did the same to my arm... and again the hair flowed off. I
had to pull clumps of hair out of the drain. I gathered some soap in my
hand and started washing my entire body. All the hair from my body
rushed off when I rinsed.
Curiously I gently touched the hair on my head. It didnt come off.
*whew* I grabbed some shampoo and lathered it in my hair. As I washed
it, it felt like the act of masassing my hair was like pulling my hair
out longer. I felt strange tingling sensations all over my scalp, like I
was pulling my hair longer and longer. Then, I stood shocked as I
realized that the hair was already down to my shoulders. Then I felt a
very strange tingling, almost painful feeling on my penis. I looked down
at it. I then gasped in horror as I stared at my penis. It was gray and
all shirveled up like dead tissue, I went down to touch it.... IT
FUCKING FELL OFF! OH MY GOD! Just then I started to feel very very
nauseous. I lost control of my footing, and slipped and fell. Then I
started convulsing and everything went completely black.
I woke up incredibly cold and numb, because the hot water had completely
run out. 'How long was I out?', I thought. As I gathered my thoughts, I
looked down at my body and yelped in terror. I now had a 100% genuine
female body. I quickly reached up for the shower control and turned it
off.
*Knock* *Knock* It was stacy on the other side of the door "Duane? Are
you okay in there?" she asked through the door, "You've been in there
for like 30 minutes, is everything okay?"
I couldnt gather the courage to tell her what had just happened, so I
just responded, "Yes im fine, I will be out in a minute".
Well my voice was the same as it was earlier. But now my body fit that
voice. I walked up to the mirror, and hesitantly wiped off the steam
residue. Looking at the reflection, my legs went weak. I almost felt
like I was going to fall over. I looked like me, but I was a beautiful
woman! It looked like I would probably have looked if I was born a
woman. I felt and squeezed my fatty cheeky face. Wow did it feel weird.
The strangest thing is, after looking at my reflection for a bit, I
felt content with it. I totally loved how I looked. I grabbed a towel
and dried myself off. As the towel passed by my inner thighs, I felt a
surge of sexual pleasure. Then I realized.... I had a vagina. I bent
over and looked at it. Yup, Sure was a vagina. I stuck my fingers in my
crotch and started fiddling with it. Pleasureable waves of energy
trickled down my spine. I almost moaned but I held back. Wow does that
feel amazing.
I grabbed my pants from the floor and slipped them on. After I zipped
them up, they slid off right over my hips and laid lifelessly at my
ankles. Weird, my hips seem bigger than before so why aren't they
fitting? Then I realized that they werent bigger, they just seemed
bigger because my waist was smaller! Panicking, I opened the dirty
clothes hamper next to the sink. There were a few of Stacy's clothes in
there. I grabbed a pair of panties, a bra, some black stretch pants, and
a lacey shirt from the hamper. I fiddled with the bra until I managed to
get it on, then slipped on the panties, pants, and shirt. Getting
dressed was kind of erotic. This was totally fucked up. I looked in the
mirror and felt a little discontent with how I looked this time. I
grabbed a brush from the sink, rung out my hair, and started brushing
it. As I put the brush away, I noticed a box of makeup sitting on the
medicine cabinet. I hesitated for a second, then grabbed it. I opened
the box up.
"DUANE!" she yelled, while incessantly knocking at the door. "What's the
matter? Come out!"
"Hold on just one second dear. Im just getting ready," I said calmly.
I quickly put on some foundation, lipstick, eye liner, shadow, and
mascara. It was like I knew exactly how to do it because of the memories
and thoughts I had while that girl made out with me. Then I noticed the
blowdryer by the sink. I grabbed it, plugged it in and turned it on.
"DUANE! Why the hell are you using the blowdryer? Whats going on in
there!" Stacy yelled through the door.
When I was almost done drying my hair, I heard the rattling of the
bathroom doorknob, then a clicking sound. The door creaked open.
"Du.....ane....?" she muttered.
I turned around and stared directly at her. Her eyes grew wide, her
mouth dropped open, and she looked like she was about to fall over.
"Is that you? Oh my god? Duannnee!!!! Youre fucking gorgeous! WHY are
you dressed like... and that makeup... what the hell did you do?!" she
said in a panick, as she slowly walked toward me.
"I simply dont know what happened, but I dont feel like Duane anymore.
My brain seems to be working differently. I knew how and enjoyed getting
dressed and putting on makeup. Oh and I dont think Duane is going to cut
it anymore. I'll need a new name," I said calmly.
With that, she fainted and fell over backwards. Luckily her head landed
on a the towel I just used so she didnt smack her head. I quickly got up
and kneeled over her. Wow did moving in these clothes feel good. The way
they rubbed againsnt my new curves and ass when I moved... It was pretty
erotic, so say the least. No wonder women dress like this, I thought.
I started poking Stacy, then lightly smacking her. "Get up dear, are you
okay?" I said.
Her eyes slowly opened to see me hovering a foot above her face. She sat
up quickly and stared at me with the most confounded look on her face.
She tried to speak but all she could spit out were random consonant
sounds.
I tried to relax her by saying, "Stacy are you okay? its me, Diane." ...
Whoa. Did Diane really just come out? I didnt mean to say Diane, I meant
to say Duane!
"DIANE?!?! WHO THE FUCK IS DIANE?! WHERE IS MY DUANE!?" she screamed
frantically as she scooted herself across the floor away from me. "WHAT
THE HELL IS GOING ON?"
"Yes its me, Diane... Eerrr I mean... Dia.... Dua. DUANE!" I fumbled
the words. For some reason whenever I thought of my own name Diane came
to my mind. The acid felt like it had completely worn off now, and I
realized that this was not just a fucked up acid trip.
"This is too fucked up, what the hell happened to you, Duane? You're a
beautiful woman, but you still look like Duane! How can this be real?
Wha.... How... Wher...." she said, confused. Then she burst into tears.
I moved toward her and wrapped my arms around her comforting her. "Its
alright, hun. I dont know how this happened either, but its okay, I feel
good! I feel like a woman, and it feels right! I dont even remember what
being a guy is like at all anymore.... So it doesnt even matter!" I
exclaimed.
"But.... I want my Duane back! I love my Duane... I dont want a
girlfriend, You aren't Duane, you don't act like Duane, you don't even
really look like Duane... Duane isnt a woman! I don't want a
girlfriend! I want Duane! Come back Duane! Snap out of it!" she said in
a worried and helpess tone.
"Im so sorry, Stacey," I said sympathetically, "I dont know who Duane is
anymore, I'm Diane now."
She then started crying harder and louder. "GO HOME! GET OUT OF HERE! I
CANT LOOK AT YOU RIGHT NOW!" she screamed.
"But I...." I started to speak but she cut me off, "I DONT CARE! Just
leave, okay! Just go! I'll call you tomorrow to see what happens. Just
leave please? I cant handle this anymore."
"...Okay Stacy, Im so sorry, bye," I said before grabbing my old pants
off the floor and then walked out the front door.
This was definitely weird. Walking home was a different experience. I
passed by some guys on the way home, and they were all staring at me. I
noticed that almost every guy that drove by stared directly at me while
they passed. Some even slowed down, and gave me a cheesy "hey there,
baby" look. Oh man, I cant believe how some guys actually think that
cheesy shit works.
I couldnt help but rub my new butt a few times while walking. It felt so
sexy. I also fondled my breasts a few times. Geez, guys really dont know
what they're missing. I thought.
I neared my house, and felt relieved to see that my mother's lights were
off, meaning she was probably asleep. I opened the front door and snuck
up to my bedroom. All of a sudden it hit me like a ton of bricks. I was
the most tired I've been in years. I laid down in bed, fully clothed,
and passed out almost instantly.
*BUZZ* *BUZZ* *BUZZ* *BUZZ* I slowly awoke, with my eyes still closed.
Was it all a dream? I thought. I rolled over and felt my breasts push
against the bed. I quickly opened my eyes and shot out of bed. I rubbed
my hands along my slender waistline in awe. I was still wearing the
clothes from Stacy's Hamper. I gently turned off the alarm clock, and
looked at myself in the mirror. Wow am I one stunning woman. I thought
to myself. This is great.
"Duane! Come get your breakfast before you have to go to work!" yelled
my mother distantly from down the stairs.
I turned to yell back to her, and started to say ok, but only a feminine
O came out... Then a cold shiver rushed down my spine. Realizing that my
mother had no idea about the transformation last night, I started to
panic. I also couldn't go to work like this, how the hell would I
explain this to my boss? She would never buy it. I don't even think my
Mom would buy it!
*********To Be Continued if enough positive feedback makes me want to
finish it**********
Mhairi
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