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Changing Channels- Tablet Interface It was my birthday, and I'd been dropping some pretty heavy hints that I'd like to get one of those new tablet computers. My girlfriend Bree met me for dinner and came present in hand. She gave me a kiss that was probably a little risqu? for the Olive Garden, and sat down at the table, all flushed. She handed me a box right away. "Open it, Toby," she said. I was willing to wait until after dinner, but she seemed insistent. Her whole manner was different tonight, and that dress was pretty racy for someone who was normally more at home in sweats and slippers. "You look really nice tonight, hon," I said, with all honesty. In fact, she looked rather hot. I liked her this way; it was a rare occurrence, and she could really make herself pretty when she put her mind to it. She must have been wearing some kind of push-up bra, because her tits looked larger than normal. I wondered what had gotten into her. I unwrapped it, and sure enough, it was the tablet I was hoping for. It wasn't one of the big manufacturers; in fact I couldn't see a name on it at all. "Where did you get this?" I asked. She bit her lip. "I went to one of those auction sites where you can get great deals, and I picked this one up pretty cheaply. I couldn't afford an Ipad. I hope you don't mind. I tried it out myself last night just make sure everything worked." I gave her a big kiss. "It's great, sweetie. Thank you." She visibly relaxed. Our meal came and she attacked it like she was starving. When she finished, she gave me a look and said, "Let's skip dessert and go back to your place. I'll give you your dessert there." She squeezed my leg and I felt a painful boner in my pants. Boy, I wondered, what's gotten into her. But being the horny little soul I was, I didn't mind. We left a trail of clothes from my front door to my bedroom, and we made mad love like a pair of otters. Bree was totally insatiable, and it was after midnight when we both fell asleep, exhausted. Dim morning light wafted through the curtains at 6 AM as I slowly disentangled myself from Bree. I had to piss like a racehorse, and when I was done, I saw the tablet on the kitchen table where we'd left it the night before. It looked like it was already on. I'd have to figure out how to turn it off so I didn't waste the battery. The interface took a little getting used to, but up popped all the icons. Browsing, word processing, an antivirus program, and one red icon in the corner that said 'hotgrrlz'. Well, that was pretty weird. I figured that they wouldn't have pre-loaded spam and viruses on the unit, so I clicked it out of curiosity. What popped up shocked me. Two buxom women were beckoning, as the camera followed them into a lavishly-appointed bedroom, all pink and satiny. There, they stripped out of their skimpy outfits and proceeded to make lesbian love so hot I'm surprised the lens didn't melt. A big redhead was all over the more-petite blonde as they writhed on screen. The redhead took out a strap-on, and proceeded to fuck her partner silly. I'd freed my erection from my boxers and was absent- mindedly stroking myself as I watched the video. Then as they were approaching their climax, I found myself getting ready to come as well. I felt my balls explode as I shot my load all over the underside of the kitchen table. As I finished, the screen seemed to blur a bit, and then out of nowhere, there was a bright flash. My eyes were blinded for a second as I blinked, trying to recover. I heard a stirring in the bedroom as I tried to regain my composure. Huge purple spots were still clouding my vision, though. Bree padded into the kitchen, wearing only one of my t-shirts. I had a big wet spot on the front of my boxers and I hoped she wouldn't notice. "You've got a big wet spot on the front of your boxers," she said. "Umm, yeah." I had no better answer. "Looks like you found 'hotgrrlz'," she said with a big grin. "You know about it?" I said. "Well, I did tell you that I tested the thing out the night before to make sure everything worked okay. I saw 'hotgrrlz' and clicked. They're right, they're hot." "Not a normal piece of software you find on a computer, though. I thought you were going to accuse me of downloading porn." I was kind of relieved by her whole attitude. "It's okay, I know you guys have needs and all. Just remember girls have needs, too." With that, she tapped the screen and another video came up. It was the blond I'd seen before only this time, she'd picked up a studly looking guy and was on her knees sucking his cock. His head was thrown back in ecstasy as the girl gave him expert head. I felt myself getting hard inside my boxers and even harder when Bree shrugged out of my shirt, pulled my dick free and started going down on it. I gasped. She'd never done this before; in fact the few times I mentioned it as a possibility she wrinkled her face dismissively so I never pursued it. Yet here she was, fondling my nutsack as she bobbed up and down on my rod. I was torn between looking at my girlfriend giving me her first blowjob and watching the action on the little screen. When the blond crawled up to kiss the guy and mount his hot, wet cock, a few seconds later, Bree did the same thing to me. She put her arms around my neck and rubbed her boobs against my chin. I grabbed one and plopped a long nipple in my mouth. She made a little mewling noise as she ran the tip of my cock up and down her slick snatch. When she sat down on it, I reluctantly let her little nub slip out of my mouth, but was rewarded by her warm moist pussy surrounding my manhood. As she arched her back, I couldn't help noticing how much larger her tits looked. How was that possible? I grabbed them as she started to pump up and down on my lap. They were soft and full and as far as I could tell, all natural. I felt myself start to lose it, and Bree started bucking on top of me like a crazy woman, her hair flying in all directions. I stole a glance at the tablet on the table, and I saw the couple in the video peaking as we were. I felt myself cumming uncontrollably as Bree was screeching out her own orgasm. It seemed like we were both facing the video when another incredibly blinding flash went off. We both came again; I didn't think it was possible to shoot this much sperm. I felt almost like I was emptying my entire body into her. I just couldn't stop as I twitched again and again and again. It seemed like an eternity, but was probably just a minute later when Bree jumped up and said she needed to get back to her place and get ready for work. She was an assistant in a law firm and she had to take a deposition from a client today. We agreed to meet after work at her place. I had my job at the insurance company processing claims and I was going to be late if I didn't start moving. I stared at the tablet- the screen was dark. Why was it flashing like that? I wondered if it was defective, but I'd hurt Bree's feelings if I tried to send it back. Anyway, it seemed to play videos pretty well. When I stood up, I stumbled a bit. I was feeling a little out of synch; not surprising considering I'd gotten very little sleep (and a whole lot of sex). I needed a shower badly, and while the hot spray felt good on my body, I tore myself out of there to keep on schedule. It was casual Friday in the office, so I pulled on a pair of Levi's and a clean T- shirt, slipped the tablet into my briefcase and went off to Cubicle Hell. It was late morning when I started feeling weird. My chest was itchy, and I couldn't prevent my nipples from showing through my shirt. It wasn't that cold in the office, either. I was having trouble focusing on work- boy, was I glad it was Friday. The hours dragged until lunchtime, and while I'd normally head for a lunch place, today I had the idea to go to the mall. I rationalized it by telling myself I'd get something at the food court, but I had this urge. I found myself standing in front of the racy lingerie shop that I'd walked past a million times before. Today, though, I went in. It smelled perfumey and everything was soft and silky. As I wandered around, a salesgirl came up to me and said, "May I help you?" I was a bit startled and realized that I'd come to this store almost on autopilot. "I, uh, was looking for something for my g-girlfriend." The girl smiled. She'd obviously dealt with clueless male customers many times. Before I knew it, I left with two bags of sexy lingerie and had dropped a couple hundred bucks on my credit card. I went back to work, but I was just marking time until five. Anything that required the slightest bit of brain power I put off until Monday. One of the women in the office teased me that I needed a haircut, and it was late in the day that I realized I'd completely forgotten to shave this morning, yet my face was as smooth as a baby's bottom. When I went to the men's room, I had to fumble around a bit before I could pee- my cock seemed awfully small and shrunken. Perplexed, I ducked into a stall and stripped down. It seemed like it was half its normal size, and no matter what I did, it stayed completely limp. Was I getting a virus or something? I'd felt weird all day, but I didn't feel sick. Maybe I just needed a good night's rest. Finally, at five, I headed for the parking lot and my car. I'd sworn I'd parked it in a particular aisle, but I didn't see it right away. Frustrated, I pressed the key fob to make the horn honk. As I did, the car right next to me honked, its lights flashing. It was a turquoise Jaguar convertible. But that couldn't be my car- I had a 10-year-old Pontiac.... A closer look revealed the two shopping bags of lingerie in the back seat, the ones I'd picked up at lunch. I opened the door and sat behind the wheel. Was this really mine? I turned the key and fired up the engine, then I put the top down. If I had a convertible, I was going to enjoy it. As I hit the freeway on my way to Bree's place, the wind blew my hair all around, but I didn't mind. The breeze and the sun were an intoxicating mix, and I almost missed her exit. I loved my car. Pulling into Bree's driveway, there were two cars there already. I wondered if she had company. I approached her front door cautiously, and I could hear voices inside. They were too muffled to make out, but she should have been expecting me, I thought. I inserted the key in the lock and slipped in quietly. Her house seemed a little bigger than I remembered it, but I was more focused on where the voices were coming from. Down the hallway I saw a door open a crack and I peered in......and was stunned to see Bree naked and bouncing up and down on some black guy's cock. She was obviously enjoying herself, as she was moaning quietly in time to her motions. Her perfect buttocks rose and fell as she swallowed the big shaft whole. I should have been angry, but all I could do was marvel at the sheer size of the thing. I couldn't see her face, but I could hear her voice telling him, "gimme your cum, baby, I wanna feel your cum inside me." At that, the guy under her seemed to pick up the pace until she was screaming incoherently above him. "Take it all, bitch!" he yelled as he pumped her full of his spunk. Bree was lost in her own private bliss as I decided that maybe I should come back a little later. I slipped back out the door and pulled out of the driveway, parking just a little bit down the street as if I was a cop on a stake-out. I pulled the tablet out of my briefcase and almost without thinking, I tapped the 'hotgrrlz' icon. The redhead was busy taking it doggie from a muscular guy with an immense cock. I realized that I was mesmerized by its length and girth, and when he finally shot his load all over the redhead's face, I felt a strange warmth in my crotch and felt a little liquid dribbling down my leg. And then came the sudden flash. I'd almost expected it this time, in fact I welcomed it, although I couldn't explain why. A few minutes later, I saw a tall, handsome guy in sunglasses leave and get into his Lexus. I decided to wait a few minutes, then I drove the Jaguar around. This time, the door opened before I could fumble for the key, and there was Bree, resplendent in a little toga-like wrap. She hadn't put on any underwear, I noticed. "Hey babe!" she chirped. I wasn't sure exactly how to handle this. Should I let her know I saw her with another man? Or should I just play along and see what happened? I decided to take the path of least resistance and play along. "Hi," I said. "You look like a wreck. We'll have to fix you up later, but right now I need your help." I just followed her down the hall, where I'd stood just minutes before. Did she know? She sat on the bed, and her little toga parted as if by magic. "I've been thinking about your magnificent tongue all day." I was not following, but it didn't seem to matter. She undid my belt and let me do the rest. We kissed hungrily and before long I was working my way down her neck and onto her breasts. Well, she did say she loved my talented tongue, after all. Before long I found myself between her legs feeling the steamy aroma of her shaved pussy. I couldn't remember if it had been shaved before, but no matter. I slurped and sucked at her cunthole as she ran her fingers through my long hair. I tasted the little globs of cum that I knew had come from her last fuck. The slippery feel of them drove me crazy somehow and I thrust my tongue deep inside her, looking for more. In the process, I brought her to a shuddering orgasm. "Oh baby, you are just sooooooo good," she moaned. She pulled me up to face her and as our tongues entwined I gave her a good dose of her own juices. She ran her hands all over my body and her every touch seemed to set me on fire. It was when she started to play with my nipples that I felt that warm feeling return to my crotch, and I came, although I don't think I ever touched myself down there. I just trembled in her arms until the moment passed. She jumped up off the bed. "Listen, I'd like to go out tonight, but you can't come with me until I fix you up." It was the second time she'd said it, so I asked her exactly what she meant. "Trust me," she said, and so I did. Bree led me into the shower in her big bathroom. Part of me was surprised, and part of me knew that she'd always had such a magnificent bathroom, a magnificent house. In the shower she lathered me up with a heavenly-smelling body lotion which seemed to excite every nerve ending in my skin. The slippery foam was all over me, directed by her talented hands. She traced a fingernail up the back of my leg and it drove me crazy. But in went to another level when she went up, up, between my ass cheeks. I instinctively bent over as she played with my slick asshole. When her finger slipped inside me I shivered all over. My body was on fire, And even my poor little cock was standing at attention now. She nudged my legs farther apart and reached for something off the shelf. It was warm and slippery, and it forced its way between my cheeks. "Aah" I bellowed as I felt myself being split apart by this invader. It had a tapered tip, but grew wider and wider as Bree pushed it farther and farther in. I felt it fill me up like I'd never been filled before, and then there was a pleasing sensation as my anus closed around it. This buttplug was enormous, and my breathing became more regular as my insides adjusted to it. Bree gave it a tiny twist and fireworks went off inside my head. I felt my twitchy cock shoot off a little load at that. Bree wasn't finished with me yet, though. She lathered up my chest and lingered around my puffy nipples. I realized that she was actually cupping my pecs as she did so, handling them like they were a small set of tits. Her own slippery globes were sliding up and down along my back, giving me a massage on both sides. Pinching my nipples, I felt myself shoot off again. She directed my hair under the stream of water as she finished her tour of my body. She shut off the water and gently toweled me dry. I returned the favor and found myself so jealous of her fantastic body; the curvy hips, the perfect round breasts, the beautiful blond hair. I even loved the little butterfly tattoo on her shoulder. A voice in the back of my head said, "Didn't Bree once say tattoos were stupid?" I couldn't answer. It's like I was thinking of two different people, one who I dimly remembered, and one who stood before me in all her glory. Of course she's always liked that tattoo, I thought. Bree led me to her makeup table. "Baby, I'm going to make you look stunning tonight," she squealed. I wanted to look stunning. I was tired of being plain and boring. I was tired of being a boy. There, I said it. I wanted to look as scrumptious as Bree did. Something inside me just burst at the thought. "Please make me look pretty," I pleaded. I watched her nipples harden when I said that. "Oh, you bet I will, sweetie." she said breathlessly. I was walking awkwardly with the buttplug inside me, and she sat me down gently. The vibration inside me gave me a warm feeling again. Staring at myself in the mirror, I was still 'me', but just a little different. My face had changed just a bit- softer at the edges, my nose more pixie- ish, and my hair seemed so much longer. As I sat there, Bree worked her magic on my reddish-brown locks. The shower left us both smelling so nice, and the comb through my hair was so soothing that my mind kind of drifted away. The blow drier jolted me back and when I shuddered, the plug shifted again, sending a tremor through me. I started to find excuses to squirm ever so slightly in the chair, and every time I was rewarded by a little frisson of pleasure. Bree hovered over me now, her sweet smelling breasts just inches away. They were so firm and perfect, but every time I thought about touching one, she would move just out of reach, almost as if she could read my mind. "Makeup time now, honey," she said chirpily. She started with base coats and worked her way up. She had turned me away from the mirror as she started- "No peeking 'til I'm done." She took maybe five minutes before she felt she was done, after mascara and eye liner and lashes. She then handed me two things. "This is that sexy bra and panty set you got me. I don't think they'd fit me right now, but I bet you'd look really cute in them." The one down side was that I had to give up my little buttplug. She bent me over and eased it out of me. I felt an emptiness as it slipped out. I put my arms through the bra straps, and Bree cinched it up in back. It was weird having this black lacy thing on my chest, holding and caressing my little boobs and pushing them together to create a little hint of cleavage. Then I pulled on the matching black thong over my smooth legs, and that little triangle held my even littler package with no difficulty. It snuggled tightly between the cheeks of my ass. "Okay," Bree said, "stand up and close your eyes. I'll turn you around, but don't open them until I say so." I spun around and when she said to open my eyes, I did. And I gasped. I looked completely different in my makeup. It accented my eyes, and my hair was now full and framed my face very sexily. My body had morphed to the point that I looked very good in Bree's old lingerie. I didn't think I was much shorter than before, but height was the least of my changes. I saw my hard nipples punching through the sheer black material of the br. I was excited, that's for sure. So was Bree; she nibbled at my ear and whispered, "Baby, you look good enough to eat." She went into her closet and pulled out a red one-piece outfit that looked far too tiny for me, but helping me into it, it seemed to stretch and cling to all the right places. It barely covered my ass, but that was kind of the point. The last thing she gave me was a pair of heels that had criss-cross straps, which seemed to steady me as I balanced on them for the first time. Looking in the mirror again, I burst out, "Oh, I love the way I look! I've always secretly wondered what I'd look like dressed up." I was fabulously slutty looking. I was striking poses in the mirror as Bree came out in a black number that left little to the imagination. Her perfect globes were encased in the tight material, and her ass was caressed as well. We were twins except that she wasn't wearing any underwear. She didn't need to. "I'm jealous of your body, honey," I pouted. I wished I could flaunt big tits like she could. "Well, I've got to do my makeup, so keep yourself busy for a few minutes," she replied. I was so wrapped up in our sexiness that I couldn't think of anything to do. I was too wrapped up to eat, to watch the news, to do anything except pull out my tablet and click on 'hotgrrlz'. The woman on screen was looking more and more like Bree every time. This time she had a clingy black dress on just like hers! I spread my legs and slipped a finger inside my thong as I watched her bend over a studly black guy, covering his big shaft with her bottomless throat. His friend was a buff Euro dude long blond hair and six-pack abs, who stroked his meat as he watched. I played my middle finger back and forth over my little thing (I couldn't even call it a cock anymore) and felt the warmth spreading from my crotch again. The on-screen Bree ran her tongue the length of the enormous cock. As I watched, I felt myself salivating. I wanted a big cock full of cum in my mouth, too. I was so carried away that at first I didn't even realize that the real Bree had returned. She pushed my tiny thong aside and started caressing my crotch with her hand. Her palm was flat against my balls pressing on them as she rotated in a circular motion. She was looking at the screen now, too. I started to feel dizzy from the intense sensations I was experiencing. On screen, one cock had exploded in her mouth, its sweet cream running down her on-screen chin. She now concentrated on her invader from behind, her magnificent tits rocking in time to her partner's thrusts. As he grunted on screen, I found myself grunting as well. I put my hand on top of Bree's and felt a small 'pop' like bubble wrap as she pressed harder against me. The dizziness seemed to intensify now. The screen on my tablet seemed larger and larger. The on-screen Bree had licked the last of the cum from her lips and moved toward the camera, or was it toward me..... I felt first one, then two fingers push inside me. I closed my eyes and moaned, her thumb taking the place of my middle finger as she stroked me. My head was exploding as I felt a rush of warmth again, only this time it was full of wetness as well. I opened my eyes and Bree was smiling at me. She turned to the blond stud stroking his big cock and brought him between my legs. I could feel his white-hot erection rubbing up and down my steaming, gushing hole. Bree grabbed his cock and aimed it inside me, saying, "Be gentle, it's her first time." I panted as I felt the hugeness entering me. I could smell his aftershave and feel the sweat dripping from his body. And I felt his giant organ moving inside me, filling me, sending shock waves through my body. I dug my fingernails into his back as I spread my legs as far apart as they would go, welcoming him. I gulped as I felt him reach bottom, his pubic hair tickling my clit. He pressed his lips to mine and I took his tongue in my mouth. As we intertwined, I felt a small rocking motion as he moved his hips ever so slightly above me. I responded with a little hip-waggling of my own, signaling I wanted to be fucked right now. Our wordless communication was successful, and he began easing in and out of me, first with short strokes but ones that got larger and longer until I was vibrating like a tuning fork. He moved down to nibble at my neck as a hand moved to grope a breast. They seemed so much bigger and fuller now. They jiggled so awesomely on my chest as the hunk pounded me relentlessly now. I was feeling the tingles that I knew were the beginning of an orgasm, and I felt my rational mind slipping away. I just needed him, his essence. "I need your cum! Give me your cum!" I begged. He shifted into a higher gear, and I just flopped under him like the cumslut I was. I saw in the corner of my eye another target, another cock. It was Duke, and I reached out to grab his big black cock, drawing him closer to me so that I could suck it. Duke was not resistant, and I plopped his large prick in my mouth, suckling that beautiful crown before I felt him try to jam the whole thing down my throat. I thought that I would choke on its length, but I didn't. I was born to do this, I realized. My hand reached out to cradle his large balls, and I could feel them already tightening, readying to fill me with their cum. I bobbed my head sideways, desperate to get as much him in my mouth as I could. I'd almost forgotten the blond god, but I wrapped my legs around him like a spider not willing to let its prey escape. I was rewarded by a tremor running through his body and the warm jet of spunk as he dumped the first of his load in me. He stiffened and forced himself deep inside me. My own climax hit and I felt my vagina spasming and tightening around his lovely dick. When I came, I gave a strangled cry around Duke's overheated shaft and gave his balls a slight squeeze, which was enough to send him over the top as well, hosing my tonsils with a generous dose of his hot jizz. The taste of it made me cum again as my whole body shivered. I lay there panting as the two studs took their leave of me. I could feel the sperm drooling from my mouth and my pussy as I slowly recovered from this sexual high. I was alone in the room as my wits slowly returned. It was only now that I realized I was in the pink room with the big bed and satin sheets that I had seen on 'hotgrrlz'. How could this be? I looked around and immediately focused on one of the doors. Perhaps it was better to describe it as a 'doorway' as there wasn't a door, just an opening. And beyond that doorway was a woman on a couch, her eyes closed, her fingers inside her pussy, her face twisted in ecstasy. And as I stood in the doorway, there was a blinding flash...... I was in Bree's bedroom. Her real bedroom, not the one I'd imagined. I touched the night table, the lamp, the bed. It was all real. Outside I heard the squeals again, of a woman having an orgasm. I opened the door and went down the hall to the living room, where I found Bree's sister Julie, eyes shut, masturbating furiously, her jeans down around her ankles. I saw the tablet on the table next to her, and on it was Bree and my blond stud, just having finished going at it hammer and tongs. The floor creaked under my feet and Julie's eyes opened wide in terror. "Wha...who are y-y-you?" she stuttered, completely flustered. Her hand was out of her pussy now, but still covered in her juices. Having been caught red-handed, she was terrified. "I'm....Gaby......a friend of Bree's." I blurted out the name without a moments' thought. "I'm staying here this weekend while she's....away with her boyfriend." "How do I know you're not a burglar or something?" She looked at me ashamedly as she tried to pull her pants up. "I guess that's a stupid question since you're stark naked." "Well, I like to sleep in the nude, and your orgasmic cries woke me up." Julie turned bright crimson at that. "Touch?," she said weakly. "But I thought I'd checked to see if anyone was home and it didn't seem like there was. Where were you?" I brushed that question aside and turned the tables. "Well, what are YOU doing here? I know you're Julie, Bree's sister. Captain of the women's soccer team at Morgana State. She talks about you quite a bit." "I, uh, decided to get away from school for the weekend. I just went through a bad breakup with my..........," her voice trailed away. "Your girlfriend Elena?" I said. "Well, I guess she's told you everything, then. Yes, my girlfriend Elena." "Sorry." "I came here figuring I'd cry on Bree's shoulder. She hadn't said anything about being away for the weekend when we talked last week." "Well, I'm here to make sure the plants get watered." I said. "Looks like you could use a drink." "Well, I never turn down an invitation from a naked woman," she giggled. After a couple of glasses of wine, she started to open up a bit. I think the fact that I'd been sitting there in my nakedness was starting to get to her. She couldn't pry her eyes away from my tits. "Ya know," she slurred slightly, "you have a fantastic body. I mean, I wouldn't exactly want a body like that for myself....I mean, I couldn't play very well if I had those puppies bouncing up and down on my chest, but they're so........" And then she reached over and touched one. "God, they're perfect," she said. I got a huge thrill from her touch. "It's okay," I replied, "you can play with them as much as you want." She gave me a look like a bashful schoolgirl as she pressed her lips to a nipple, her eyes still fixed on mine, waiting for me to recoil. Instead I did the opposite, leaning into her and giving her a mouthful. I took her hand and pressed it against my other boob as she sighed deeply. I felt my pussy getting wet as she groped and suckled me. I took the opportunity to pull the Celtics jersey over her head and remove her jogbra. Her smallish tits were pert and erect and her upper body had that athletic physique that a lot of women would die for. There wasn't an ounce of fat on her. She took another gulp of the wine, then swished it around one of my nipples. I was already on the precipice of an orgasm, and that pushed me over. I felt like one giant g-spot as I shivered under her touch. She led me to Bree's bedroom and lay me on the bed, then jumped on top of me somewhat drunkenly, the wine having taken its toll. Her taut body pressed against mine as she writhed on top of me. She humped against me slowly as she placed the tablet on the nightstand, propping it up against the alarm clock. "You know," Julie started, "I'd had a couple of drinks before you got here. Those couple of glasses of wine might have been a teensy bit too much." I didn't protest. "Hey, it's just us girls." "Yeah, but look at this video." She pointed at the hotgrrlz video playing, with Bree nearing her orgasm from her blond lover. "Y'know, that woman looks an awful lot like my sister, and that's really hot, because I always had this fantasy of doing my sister. I mean, this bimbo looks a lot like here but it isn't her 'cuz she doesn't have tits anywhere NEAR that big. But she was always into guys and anyway, y'know, she's my sister. But still......" Bree had turned around and was opening her mouth, obligingly taking spurt after spurt of hot cum. Julie squirmed uncomfortably on top of me and went "Aaaugh!" as the screen on the tablet flashed, bathing the bedroom in blazing light. My eyes were bathed in purple spots, and I felt myself cumming again. "Holy shit!," Jamie exclaimed, "that was awesome! But why does it keep flashing like that?" "I don't know," I said. Which was true. It was also true that my tits were a bit bigger and my lust had just kicked up another notch. Julie surveyed me closely. At first I thought she was trying to read my face to see if I was telling the truth, but another purpose soon became apparent. "God, I'm so horny right now, and I really need you to......" With that she shimmied up until her strong legs were straddling my face. "I need you to suck my pussy," she said softly but firmly. Her crotch was inches from my face. It was cleanly shaven, and her clit poked out at the top like a little cock. "I need you to suck my clitty-cock. Elena and I were fooling around with steroids last year, and one of the side effects was my little Johnson right here. C'mon, let's see if you're as good as getting me off as she was." She pulled her lips back and the inch-and-a-half long clit was mine for the taking. I stuck my tongue out and slowly ran the length of it while she cursed a blue streak. "Oh fuck, that's it, oh god......" I could smell the excitement of her wet pussy, and I dove lower to savor her juices, but she shifted her body, forcing me back to her clit. It was dark red and throbbed a little bit. I gently wrapped my lips around it, and Julie shuddered. "Aaah, easy," she groaned. I gingerly wrapped my tongue around it as she held my head firmly in place. I caught a glimpse of the tablet by our bedside, and I saw Bree masturbating. I knew she was watching us, and it made my own pussy tingle. "Oh baby, watching you makes me hot!" I realized the voice was Bree's, coming through the small computer speaker. "I wish you could fuck me with your big cock. I want you inside me." Julie groaned. I ran my tongue over the tip of her trigger and felt it twitch in my mouth. And then she screamed as I heard Bree's tinny voice say, "Cum for me baby. Cum hard!!!!" Out of the corner of my eye, I caught the blinding flash. Julie's clit expanded inside me as her hips ground against my head, humping me mindlessly. I felt her hard organ rubbing against to roof of my mouth as she climaxed in a fury. "Oh fuckkkkkkkk!!!," she bellowed as she smashed my face into her crotch, then relaxed as she fell out of my mouth and flopped on the bed as if she'd fainted. I was too exhausted to move myself, and lay there panting, my sweaty nipples hardening as a cool breeze played across my chest. Oh fuck indeed. I wasn't sure how much time had passed; I was in a sexually induced coma, but I heard the tinny voice calling me. "Come here, Gaby!" she said. I propped myself up on my elbows. It was dark in the room, but the screen glowed brightly. Julie was out cold, snoring softly. Bree was on screen, wearing some slinky black latex number. "Come closer," she said. I picked up the tablet and held it close to my face. It should have been too close for my eyes to see properly, but that wasn't happening. Instead I was moving closer to Bree. Without even realizing it, I was standing next to her. "Welcome back," she said, the tinny voice replaced by a sultry tone. "I missed you." "How did.....," I sputtered. "Not Important." She cut me off. "I'm building my fantasy, even as they are on the other side. I feel myself changing to be the perfect partner for Julie." I was a bit jealous, and she sensed it. "Don't worry, honey, there'll be plenty for you." She pointed to Duke, his body glistening with a sheen of sweat as she stroked his magnificent ebony cock. He grabbed my arm gently and led me to a bed where I lay down and let him mount me, his strong bone sliding easily through my dripping labia, hitting my g spot on every stroke. I looked off to the side and beyond the big squarish archway I saw Julie, eyes dreamily open, watching us, her hand under the covers moving a mile a minute. I started to play to my audience. I implored Duke to give me his big black cock. I dug my fingernails into his taut ass as he slid his ten inches into me. I felt myself getting ready to cum, and when I did I screamed out Julie's name. Duke paid me no mind, so focused was he on his own release. I felt his surge beginning and he pulled himself out just in time to dump his scalding load all over my face. I stole a glimpse at Julie, and watched her body shudder as the flash filled the room on the other side. By the time I finished licking off all of Duke's tasty cream, I could only see Julie passed out again. I rubbed his softening dick against my clit, and felt myself cumming again. Mmmmm. Duke was nowhere to be found when Bree returned with a string bikini in hand. "Time to hit the beach," she said. I didn't recall living anywhere near a beach, but I wasn't anywhere near where I lived, was I? I asked Bree where there was a beach, and she just said, "Not Important." I wiggled into the bikini, feeling the thong bottom snuggling between my ass cheeks. My fat nipples poked through the flimsy top as we piled into Bree's Mercedes convertible. I knew she drove a Toyota, but I didn't ask because I knew the answer was Not Important. I guess I should have been trying to figure out where we were going, but I was lost in the sensation of my hair blowing in the breeze and the wind over my tits making me cum without even touching myself. I could feel my pussy juices leaking onto the leather seats as we drove, pooling underneath me. I'd never orgasmed from being a passenger in a car before. We pulled into the parking lot next to a wide expanse of sand. There were people everywhere, blankets spread. It took me a second to notice, but every blanket had hot young lovers in various states of undress doing various things to voluptuous and muscular bodies. There was no prohibition against it- in fact it was encouraged. It was why we were here. "Who would want to go to a beach where there was no sex?," Bree said, answered the question that had been slowly forming in my mind before I could even verbalize it. We stopped at a large blanket with three muscular men. They were sitting naked, their legs spread, one Latino guy stroking his own dick slowly as he watched his two buddies jerking each others' meat. They looked like twins with their long dirty-blond hair and buff bodies. They looked up at us as if we were expected. Bree wasted no time getting down on all fours and stuffing the Latino dick in her mouth, which left me with the twins. Their erect cocks were delicious looking, and I felt my pussy getting wet at the sight of them. I picked one, and got down next to Bree to take that stiff rod down my throat. I realized that I now had an instinctual reaction to the very sight of a man's cock; I had to have it any way I could. It was a moment of clarity that cut through the fog of my life. I was built to please men's cocks and make them cum. The realization of this sent a thrill through my body, and I felt my juices dribbling down my leg. Whatever doubts or worries that had occupied my mind seemed to fall away as I did what I was meant to do. While I lavished attention on one twin's cock, the other one rubbed the fat head of his schlong up and down my sodden labia. He brushed against my clit, and I shivered from the feel of it. I let out a muffled groan as I felt him slide easily into me, deeper, deeper until I couldn't believe there was any more. I felt his balls press against me as he wedged himself deeply within my cunt. I tingled all over and I could feel the gushing between my legs. The sensation of a ten inch cock filling me up was beyond amazing. How had I lived without it for so long? Not to mention the feel of a rock-hard dick in my mouth, another awesome thing. I wiggled my ass impatiently as twin #2 began his long strokes in and out of me. He went slowly so I could savor every inch of him. I pressed against my clit so that his strokes would tease it even more. It was all driving me wild. I looked up at twin #1 as I let him facefuck me. His manhood ticked my tonsils every time, but I was able to handle him easily without choking. I knew that everything about me was built for sex, including my throat. The twins switched places, and I got to lick my tasty pussy juice off his cock. His brother was a little more insistent, and he was pounding me from behind with an intensity that meant he was getting ready to cum. I shimmied against him, waiting for his load. I realized that this was my life; making men hard and making them cum. The thought gave me an orgasm on the spot, and I shivered as fireworks went off in my head. Even as I floated away on a cloud of bliss, I kept servicing my men, my body on sexual autopilot. The twin in my cunt bent low and grabbed my jiggling breasts as he humped me from behind like a crazed animal. He grabbed me tightly as he grunted out his climax. Seeing his brother cum was enough for the other twin, and he erupted in my mouth, his sweet cream pumping out faster than I could swallow it. It was only then that I saw the archway. Something like this should have been noticeable on the beach before; how could I have missed it? In the archway I saw Julie, eyes shut tightly, her hands moving rhythmically under the covers in the dim light. Then, suddenly, a bright flash bathed everything within the arch. I could hear the groan as Julie's body spasmed. As I watched, the softening cocks slipped out of me at each end as sperm dripped down my chin. I turned to look at Bree, riding her swarthy partner like a stallion, her large tits quivering as she satisfied herself. "Go ahead," she said breathlessly, "it's okay." I was momentarily confused. "But what about....?" Bree stopped rocking on her stud's cock. "Not Important. I'll be right here. Go." And she gave me a little shooing motion. The twins were still recovering and never moved as I got to my feet and walked toward the archway. I could see more of the bedroom now and...suddenly I was there, standing by the bed, watching Julie. She was asleep, but restless. I dove under the covers, and was out before my head hit the pillow. The sun was already up when I awoke. I turned to see Julie propped on an elbow, watching me. "I was wondering when you were going to wake up," she said. Her voice sounded raspy and huskier, like she had a cold. I rolled over and smiled. "Well, here I am." "I, uh, was dreaming about you last night. You were on a beach somewhere, fucking two guys, and I was very jealous." Her hand brushed the hair out of my face, and as my eyes focused, I could see subtle changes in Julie's face. Her shoulders seemed broader, and her arms more muscular. That was no dream she was having, I thought.....or was it? It had seemed almost like a dream to me as well. Had it actually happened? Julie looked at me possessively. "I was wishing that it was me that was fucking you. It was so intense that the dream lingered with me after I woke up. And it's got me incredibly horny. But the weird thing is that I'm having a whole different reaction than I normally get when I'm turned on. For one thing....." She pulled the sheet back and revealed a three-inch long clit, mildly erect. She blushed. "It's never been this big, ever. It feels like a small cock. And the....thoughts that are running through my head. I think I'm going a little crazy." I was getting horny myself looking at that clitty-cock. Without pausing to think, I blurted out, "Can I suck it?" Julie's relief was evident. "Oh god, yes, please suck it!" I took the tumescent lump of flesh in my mouth. It wasn't the ten-inch slab of meat I'd feasted on earlier, but it was intriguing. From the first moment I swirled my tongue around it, Julie was moaning constantly. I bobbed my head up and down on it, and it seemed to harden and lengthen a bit. Julie was gripping my head tightly now, and was making small humping motions with her hips, unsure about what was the best way to go about this. I reached down to fondle her slit, and found it was tight as a vise. I could barely get a finger in. The area around her labia had swollen and turned red. My god, I thought, she's developing a set of balls.... I could see the omnipresent tablet on the bed to the side of us. I had never picked it up, and Julie was certainly too preoccupied to get it. Yet there it was. I stole a glance, and Bree was riding her Latin lover on the beach. She smiled at me in a way that told me she was looking right at me. Julie's clit twitched in my mouth as she came. The organ seemed to grow larger as I pressed my lips together softly. Then, the tablet screen flashed brightly and Julie practically tore my hair out as she was racked with waves of pleasure. Her clit momentarily seemed to double in size before settling back to four inches. In truth, I couldn't really call it a clit any more. I felt the familiar contours of a cock now, complete with mushroom head hiding inside a foreskin. I backed away to survey things. Her balls had expanded, and there wasn't anything you could call a vagina any more. Julie looked at me wide-eyed. "Omigod, I have a cock!" The last vestiges of her female self were melting away like spring snow. She was a he now. And he looked at me with a mixture of confusion and wonder. "How is this possible? Is this really happening?" He pinched his arm, only to wince at the all-too-real pain. "Are you angry?" I asked cautiously. "No, I guess.....well, I don't know what I guess. I've always been attracted to women in some way, and now I can act on that attraction in a different way, but, shit, I have a cock!" He burst out laughing. He held it in his hands, then let it dangle limply. He tried walking around the room and his small dick swung from side to side. "This is going to take a little getting used to," he pronounced. "But I still need to know how this happened. Since you've been here, I've been feeling the changes. Are you responsible?" The was the slightest hint of malevolence in his voice. Honesty was always the best policy. "No." I picked up the tablet with its darkened screen. "But this is." "That's preposterous. It's just an IPad knockoff." He wasn't believing me, but SOMETHING had done it, and he had no other answers. "Do you know how you feel every time this thing flashes?" I asked. "Yes- my whole body seems to tingle when that happens. And that thing does all that? How?" "It's Not Important," I said, "It just does." He pondered that for a moment and looked like he was going to ask a question, then thought better of it. He was really cute, I decided. He still had a slight androgynous thing going on, a guy with a feminine- looking face and longish hair. He was muscular, but not overly so. I moved closer, mesmerized. I looked at his cock from only a few inches away. The veins were standing out, and there was a dark seam along the bottom. My hand reached out to cup his testicles and my other hand grasped the base of his shaft. I looked up at him and our eyes locked. Without any prompting, I tasted his cock and licked the very tip lightly. It felt hot and tasted somewhat sweet, and I was rewarded with a sigh. Stroking his cock at the same time I was fascinated by how the head would expand and contact. I popped the head in my mouth and I could feel it as it changed. Julie was moving now, pushing against me. He was fucking my face with an out of control urgency. When he pushed forward, I sucked him completely in my mouth. When he pulled out I puckered my lips as tight as I could. He grabbed my hair and started getting frantic. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck...." His cock was forced further and further down my throat. Again, I could feel it expand, like it had a life of its own; every time it seemed to get just a little deeper. I think there was a flash in the background, but I was too absorbed in my work to notice. Suddenly, with an unearthly scream, the first jet of his cum caused me to choke a little. I choked a bit, but kept my cool. It dribbled out of my mouth, dripping down my chin. He released my head and fell back on the bed, my saliva still glistening on his softening cock. He stared at it, unable to believe what had just happened. "Holy shit," he said in a cracking voice, "that was unbelievable! Do guys always cum like this?" "Yes," I said, without elaboration. "My god, that was like I was exploding. It was so intense, and the release is so complete." He absent-mindedly played with his limp cock. "And then it's over. Like a cloudburst." I smiled and said, "Until the next time." Looking at his crotch, I could see that even flaccid he was a good six inches now. My pussy got wet at the thought of making him hard again. But he decided to take a shower and get his bearings. I pouted, but I had all the time in the world. And after giving him a few minutes alone, I sneaked into the shower anyway. He'd been lathering his dick and pulling on it, as it stood out proudly from his body. I had no idea of the measurements, but god, it was big. I stroked the soapy member and saw the dreamy smile cross his face. He was mine. I pulled him from the shower and threw him on the bed, his erection standing tall and proud as I gripped it and eased down on top of it, letting him fill me slowly until I touched bottom. He was content to lay there passively, so I took control. I rocked back and forth on his lap, giving me the little jolts I needed inside while I played with my clit. I placed his hands on my breasts, and he fondled them as only a lesbian could, pulling, tweaking, and finally sitting up so that he could takes my tits in his mouth. He also placed his hand on top of mine and directed the attention on my clit in a different way, one that left me gasping and feeling the tingles as my orgasm began to build slowly. I writhed against him and ran a hand through his long hair as I pressed him against my nipple. His expert manipulations were driving me over the edge, and it was a surprise when he started to moan and quiver underneath me. 'C'mon, baby," I cooed. Give it to me." "Unghhhh," he groaned, and I felt his big cock jerk inside my cunt, pumping me full of his cum. He convulsed with every wave, and on the fourth one, I went over the top myself, the warm yummy feeling driving all other thoughts from my head. I craned my neck back and squeezed him tightly against my chest as my vagina clamped tightly against his cock, squeezing every last bit of his man juice from him. It was only a few minutes later that I relinquished my hold, allowing him to flop back on the bed exhausted and utterly spent. Reluctantly, I got up off his lap, our mingled fluids dripping from me like a leaky faucet. It was only then that I saw the tablet on the nightstand. Bree was there, a big smile on her face. "Good job, Honey," she said in the tinny voice. "Was it as good as it looked?" I turned to look at Julie, snoring softly on the bed. "Better." Bree said, "Come a little closer." I did, and somehow I wasn't in the bedroom anymore, I was staring at Bree next to me. I wasn't sure how that had just happened, but I knew that it was Not Important. Looking back, I saw Julie lying on the bed through the archway I'd just come through. "I'd let him sleep for a little bit, to get his strength up. He'll need it," she giggled. She gave me a kiss, and led me to the lavishly-appointed bedroom here, wherever 'here' was. I knew better than to ask. "I missed you," she said, though I wasn't exactly sure how long I'd been gone. "I missed your talented tongue on my pussy, Gaby." The words were like a mental trigger. I dove at her snatch with a ferocity I'd rarely felt. I made her come with my tongue, then we rubbed our sweaty tits together and fingered each others' cunts to come again. "Why don't you get my secret weapon out of the drawer, baby?" she purred at me. As I reached over to the nightstand, I looked at the tablet on the table. It was Julie, and he was wide-eyed, stroking his cock. I knew he was watching us. He was meant to watch us. I pulled the strap- on out of the drawer and adjusted it so that it fit perfectly. I had dim recollections of having a cock of my own, but that was Not Important. What was important was satisfying Bree and getting Julie off remotely. Playing to my audience, I tossed back my red hair as I stroked the ten- inch synthetic penis. Bree gasped as I entered her, and somewhere there was muscle memory that allowed me to give her the fucking of her life. As I humped her, grabbing her big tits as they swayed, bringing her to orgasm again, I saw Julie get closer and closer to the screen. And then I felt his warm cum as it sprayed all over my back. And THAT was Important.