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"Purple Pills - Mark's Party"
By Sad Happy
The guys had been standing around Mark's apartment for a while, drinking
beers and smoking pot. Mark had promised an interesting party tonight,
but he hadn't mentioned that meant there would be no girls. It just
wasn't a party without any girls.
Jeff finally spoke up. "Hey, Mark, why the sausage fest?"
Mark smiled. "Patience, friends. I know you're all antsy, but just cool
it. The girls are coming in just a little bit." He looked around the
room and saw that he had everyone's attention. "First, I have a little
surprise for everyone."
Mark pulled out a baggie and dumped out the contents. His audience said
nothing and just stared at the little purple pills scattered over the
table, their minds racing with the possibilities. Drugs? What was Mark
up to now?
"What we have here," Mark said, "are party favors. Something I've been
working on for a while now."
"You made these?" Gabe said.
Mark was a chemist who had been experimenting with chemicals since he
was a kid, but none of them had heard him talk about anything like this.
"What do they do?" Ryan asked.
Mark thought for a moment. "Let's just say that no matter what you've
done, you've never tripped like this. It's totally safe - I've tried it
on myself several times, so don't worry about that. Just to prove it,
I'm going to take one with you. I'll let Lance pick one at random and
give it to me."
Lance was the shy one of the group, so everyone usually assumed him to
be the most trustworthy. He never spread rumors or talked behind
anyone's back. He stepped over to the pile and picked a pill at random,
then handed it to Mark.
"All right," Mark said. "The only downside is that only two others will
be able to join me, for now. The other three will need to wait a little
bit. So who will be the two brave souls?"
Ryan and David's hands shot up before anyone else's. Ryan was a
daredevil, always willing to try new things, and David would do anything
that promised to get him stoned, drunk, or hallucinate.
"Pick your poison, gentlemen," Mark said. "They all look the same, but
each one packs a little bit different punch."
Ryan and David walked over to the table and picked one pill each.
"On the count of three," Mark said. "One...two...three!"
The three of them popped the pills in their mouths and swallowed.
"How long until we feel something?" David said.
"Just a couple of minutes," Mark said. "You'll know when it hits."
David grabbed the bottle of tequila and poured himself a shot. "In the
meantime..." he said, and tossed back the shot.
Everyone watched the three of them, waiting for a reaction.
"I think I feel something," Ryan said. "Damn, that feels strange...like my
head itches...and there's a chill all over my skin..."
David burped. "Yeah, I don't know if it's your concoction or the
tequila, but my..." He cleared his throat. "My tongue tickles - "
Everyone glanced at David. His voice had sounded strange, as if it had
gotten higher all of a sudden.
"What the hell?" he said, and his voice was higher still. "Is there
helium in this?" With this last sentence, his voice now definitely
sounded more...feminine.
Jeff pointed at Ryan. "Dude, look at your hair! And what's wrong with
your face?"
"What?" Ryan said, his voice definitely a tone higher. He looked around
at his friends, trying to read their expressions. He stopped when he saw
Mark.
Mark's hair had grown out to a long, luxurious blonde. And he was
definitely shorter too...and his face...it looked as if it was shifting,
becoming softer...and his eyes had changed color from hazel to a bright
blue.
"Dude, what the hell is this?"
Everyone turned to look at David. His voice no longer sounded like his
own, and his hair now hung down in dark curls just past his ears. He was
grabbing his chest where two protrusions pushed out his shirt.
"These feel like tits!" David said. "And why do I sound like a woman?
And are you two..."
Where Mark had been was now a gorgeous blonde. She stood there smiling
as everyone stared.
"David and Ryan...I think you two need to go look in a mirror," she said.
David and Ryan ran to the bathroom, closely followed by their friends.
They stood in front of the large bathroom mirror and gasped when they
saw their reflections.
Ryan couldn't take his eyes off his hair. It was a shocking red, like
neon blood. It fell down just past his shoulders. His male face had been
a bit shapeless; not fat, but not defined either. Now his cheekbones
were well defined. His eyes were now a dark green, framed by long, dark
eyelashes that spread out like little black fans. He pulled off his
shirt and his large breasts jiggled.
"Awesome," Gabe said. "Can I touch them?"
Ryan ignored him and cupped his hands around his breasts. The flesh
filled the palms of his hands, and he could feel the warmth from his
hands against his chest. The friction against his nipples sent a
tingling sensation in his crotch. He gasped, unsure what to think. It
was similar to the sensation he'd had as a man, but now he could feel
that it was warmer down there. Without thinking he unbuttoned his pants
and his boxers, now very loose, fell down as well.
Where his penis had been was now the soft flesh of a vagina, short
little neon red hairs all around it. He stuck a finger inside and felt
the penetration of his hand inside him, a totally alien feeling that was
as wonderful as it was strange. He pulled his finger out, sticky from
the wetness inside.
"Oh my God," Ryan muttered. "I don't think I've ever been this turned on
by myself..."
Gabe leaned over and grabbed Ryan's ass.
"Hey, cut it out!" Ryan said, and slapped Gabe's hand away.
Gabe grinned. "That was awesome! It's so firm!"
Ryan pulled up his pants and put his shirt back on before anyone could
touch him anywhere else.
"You're turn," Ryan said, looking at David.
David stared at his reflection. He felt so...small. He had probably lost
about six inches in height, and the petite girl in the mirror couldn't
weigh more than ninety pounds. His mousy brown hair was long and
straight, reaching back past his shoulder blades. His face was cute with
soft brown eyes. One thing bothered him though...
"Hey Mark...how old am I?" he said.
Mark shrugged, his breasts bouncing underneath his tee shirt. "In your
teens..." Mark said.
"That covers a lot of range, man," David said. His voice was so soft
now...it was difficult to convey any edge in his voice without sounding
adorable. He even felt calmer now than he usually did.
"Probably eighteen, or close to it."
"Let's see what you got there, sweetie," Jeff said, and he pulled
David's shirt off.
David's hands covered his breasts, but when the others booed him, he
slowly removed them.
His breasts weren't huge, but there was something amazing about them,
the way they complimented his slender frame. His stomach was flat, and
he could see the shape of some well-toned muscles. His hips flared out
in an hourglass shape, and everyone marveled at how small his waist was.
"Go ahead," Mark said. "Explore your body a little bit. Don't be shy."
"No way," David said. "How long till this shit wears off?"
"Actually," Mark said, biting his lip. "There is a catch to that..."
When everyone was gathered in the living room, Mark began speaking.
"In order for our beloved friends to return to their male bodies, they
will need to have sex with a man."
"What!" Ryan and David said at the same time.
"Sorry guys, but that's the way it works. I told you this would be
something you'd never experienced before, and I didn't let you down. You
may be thinking -"
"I'm gonna kick your ass!" David yelled.
Mark gestured at David. "You may be thinking you want to kick my ass,
but I beg you to please give it a try. The longer you're in that body,
the more you'll be open to the experience. You are surrounded by friends
that would love nothing more than to help you out on your way back to
manhood. Maybe the idea of having sex with one of your friends sounds
disgusting now, but if you give it a shot, I think you'll find that
you'll become closer to them than you ever have before."
"What are you saying?" Lance asked.
Mark smiled. "I think 'ol bright eyes knows what I'm talking about.
Everybody knows that Lance lost his virginity to that hot foreign
exchange student from Russia, but did anyone ever find it a little
suspicious how Mr. Quiet all of a sudden had a gorgeous girl trying to
seduce him?"
Lance gagged. "That was you?"
"I was great, wasn't I?" Mark said, winking at Lance.
All of a sudden Jeff's eyes got big. "Wait...don't tell me you were the
cheerleader from Washington University..."
Mark clapped loudly. "Bravo, bravo. And by the way, even though I
haven't slept with all of you, I'm pretty sure Jeffy-poo has the biggest
cock out of any of us."
Jeff was too horrified to be proud. "You went down on me for like thirty
minutes..."
"I told you," Mark said. "The longer you're in the body, the more those
female chemicals get to stirring, and the more strange impulses you
start to have."
Everyone was silent.
"Well come on!" Mark said. "The women are here. Let's get this party
started! But first...David and Ryan...I need you two to come with me into my
bedroom."
David and Ryan followed Mark into his bedroom, and when he flipped on
the light they saw his bed was covered with women's clothing.
"Just find something that fits," Mark said. "I had no idea what bodies
you would get, so there's a little bit of everything. Make sure and
dress nice. The longer you hold out on the guys, the longer you'll be
peeing from a sitting position. And trust me, you definitely don't want
to wait long enough for your period to come around."
Mark and Ryan sorted through the clothes, holding up different garments
against their bodies and trying them on. Ryan dressed in a denim skirt
that showed off his flawless pale legs. For a top he chose a tight, low
cut black tank top that showed his seductive cleavage. Mark went for a
white tee shirt with a rainbow graphic on the front. The shirt stopped
several inches short of his bellybutton and showed off his tan, flat
stomach. His breasts bulged against the fabric and stretched out the
rainbow graphic.
David leaned against the wall, his arms crossed. "I can't believe you're
going along with this," he said to Ryan.
Ryan shrugged. "It's a little weird, but how often do you get to see
life from the other side? The way I see it, I could learn a thing or two
that could benefit me in the future. You know, see what feels good and
stuff."
David sulked while Ryan and Mark checked each other out in the mirror,
complimenting each other's choices.
"Fuck it," David said. "I'm just going to get plastered and hope that I
don't remember this shit." He shed his clothes and quickly dressed in a
loose-fitting green tee shirt and baggy blue jeans.
"One more thing," Mark said. "You need new names, just while you're in
your present form. That way it will be easier for you to think of
yourself as someone else, and the guys will be able to fully get caught
up in the charade."
Ryan thought for a moment. "I'll be Raylin. It kinda sounds like Ryan."
Ryan and Mark looked to David.
"Screw you," David said.
"Okay," Mark said, "you'll be Dee. It just sounds like the first letter
of your name, so you don't have to freak out every time you hear it. And
I'll be Malena."
The party got off to a rocky start. Jeff, Gabe, and Lance felt
uncomfortable because they were unable to keep their eyes from checking
out the bodies that their best friends inhabited. They tried to talk as
they normally would, but conversations constantly stalled. Everyone was
thinking about the unspoken dilemma - by the end of the night, each one
of them would be having sex with one of their friends.
After several more beers, and a lot more liquor, tongues were loosened,
and everyone became more relaxed. At first they purposely made it a
point to call Raylin and Dee by their new names, but the more they did
it, and the more intoxicated they became, the more it felt natural, and
before long they were calling them their new names without any sense of
irony.
Jeff really broke the ice when he said, "So, Raylin, how does it feel to
look like a punk rock chick?"
"It's actually pretty cool," she said. "Dressing up was more fun. It was
like starting over in a way, trying to define who I was looking at in
the mirror. In a lot of ways I still feel the same, but I'm feeling a
lot more comfortable with my body, and every once in a while catch
myself thinking weird stuff..."
"Like what?" Lance asked.
Raylin blushed. "I don't really want to say right now..."
Jeff chuckled and took her by the hand. "I think I know what will make
you talk." He turned to Mike. "Hey Mark - I mean, 'Malena,' where's the
Big Bopper?" He was talking about the giant red bong of Mark's.
Mark pointed inside the apartment. "It's in the closet of the guest
bedroom."
Jeff pulled Raylin along with him. "Come on, let's go find it. This will
be awesome!"
The guest bedroom was dark, and when Jeff flicked the light switch,
nothing happened.
"Damn lazy Mark," Jeff said. "The light's probably been out for months."
They went to the closet and found the pull string for the light. This
time a small light came on, revealing a mess of boxes and crates filled
with various things.
"God, it could be anywhere," Jeff said. He bent over and started rooting
through some of the boxes. "But if we find it, it would be awesome. I'm
already feeling kinda...good, you know...but you! I think you need it..." His
voice showed hints of slurring here and there.
All of a sudden Jeff turned around and he was face to face with Raylin,
their chests touching. He put his arms around her waist to catch himself
from falling, and Raylin put her arms around him. They stared into each
other's eyes for a moment, their faces inching closer, and before they
knew it their lips were locked, their tongues exploring the warmth of
each other's mouths.
They backed up to the bed and Raylin fell back onto it, her amazing red
hair spreading out beneath her. Jeff quickly shut the door and ran back
to the bed where he pulled away her shirt. Her breasts jiggled as the
shirt came off, and Jeff bent down to take a nipple into his mouth,
teasing it with his tongue. He felt it become hard in his mouth and he
switched to the other breast, its soft supple flesh pressing against his
face as he licked and sucked.
Raylin squirmed on the bed. The sensations raging through her body were
so familiar, but in places she had never felt them before. Her skin felt
electric, and every touch from Jeff caused a new wave of tingles. Jeff
moved from her breasts down to her vagina, flicking his tongue over her
clitoris, and Raylin's mind exploded with pleasure. For a moment she
felt outside of her body, just a big ball of humming ecstasy. She felt
as Jeff climbed on top of her and stuck himself inside, the way it
seemed to fill her in a way he had never thought enjoyable before, but
which he now craved. She wiggled her hips and felt him shift inside her.
When he hit a certain spot she felt warm sparks crackle within her,
making her wetter. She reached out and grabbed Jeff's ass, squeezing it
in her palms. The action surprised her, and for a moment she thought
about the fact that she was grabbing her friend's ass and enjoying it.
Thoughts of the past flashed through her mind, little snippets of past
parties, conversations, and experiences. She'd always liked Jeff for
being the most personable of their group, and now the feeling had
intensified into something new and wonderful, something that brought out
a strange pleasure and appreciation for who Jeff was. The thoughts
stopped her for a moment, but as Jeff turned her over to enter her from
behind, she lost herself in the moment.
After they both lay numb with pleasure and exhaustion, Jeff turned and
looked into Raylin's eyes, and she into his, and they there like that
until someone walked by, bumping into the walls on the way to the
bathroom. At the same time they both scrambled underneath the covers.
They giggled at their secret, and Jeff put his arm around Raylin. She
scooted close against him.
Lance and Ryan were talking outside and drinking beer.
"I can't believe you were the Russian girl," Lance said shaking his
head.
Mark, now Malena, smiled. "It was a fun night. I thought you would be
really nervous since it was your first time, but you just let your
instincts take over. It was really cool, actually."
Lance felt himself blush. Even though he knew it was his friend Mark in
the gorgeous blonde's body, he couldn't help but be shy around such a
beautiful face. The alcohol was making him horny, and he fought the urge
to just reach out and run his fingers across Mark's cheek. Malena, not
Mark, Lance told himself.
Malena was staring into his eyes. Lance met her eyes and couldn't look
away. She grinned and put her foot against his crotch and started to
rub. He felt himself instantly get hard, straining against his pants.
Malena twirled her fingers around her hair. "You know," she said, "I can
still remember something you were very good at. And when I think about
it in this body, it makes me want it again."
Lance felt his heart beating in his chest. "Oh...really?"
Malena bit her lip seductively. "Oh yeah. I think it's something this
body could appreciate a lot. I'm already wet just thinking about it."
Malena seized Lance's hand and stuck it in her pants. He felt the warmth
of her body and the wetness between her legs. Malena leaned forward and
Lance got a glance down her shirt at her massive breasts.
"The Russian girl was fun," Mark said. "But she didn't have these
puppies." She grabbed a breast with her free hand and squeezed.
Lance couldn't take anymore. He stood Malena up and started stripping
her clothes off. The two of them began to ravage each other right there
on the patio, and soon Lance's clothes were gone as well, and they were
rolling around in the grass, moaning with pleasure.
David, newly named Dee, and Gabe looked out at Malena and Lance going at
it in the backyard.
"God that's disgusting," Dee said.
Gabe continued to watch. "Are you kidding?" Gabe said. "Mark's body is
so hot."
Dee scoffed. "Yeah, but it's wrapped up in Lance's pale, skinny body."
Gabe turned to Dee. "Oh, so skinny's not your thing, huh?" He smiled and
patted his sizable belly. "I got some girth for you, girl."
Dee narrowed her eyes. "Talk to me like that again and I'll cut you,"
she said.
Gabe shrugged and turned back to watching Lance and Malena.
After another minute Dee said, "Ugh, I can't watch this anymore. Come
inside the house with me so I'm not alone in case Ryan and Jeff are
doing something."
Gabe and Dee went inside the house and sat on the couch. Dee turned the
TV on and they watched in silence.
"You know," Gabe said, "you're going to have to do it with someone if
you want to change back."
Dee shook her head. "That's gotta be bullshit. He can come up with
something to get me back."
"Yeah, but until then, you'll be stuck like that."
Dee groaned and went back to watching TV. She tried to imagine herself
letting Gabe stick his cock inside her, and the thought was revolting.
She didn't understand how Ryan and Mark could be so open to getting it
on with a guy. The thought of it made him sick at his stomach. If it was
another girl, it wouldn't be near as bad.
Just then, a thought occurred to her.
"I'm going to get a drink," Dee said. "You need anything?"
"Yeah, grab me a beer," Gabe said.
"Sure thing," Dee said.
She came back a few minutes later with two beers, already opened. Gabe
took his bottle and clinked it with Dee's.
"Here's to a long night," Gabe said. He took a large gulp of his beer.
He always drank beers really fast, and within a few minutes he had
finished it.
"Geez, something feels weird," Gabe said. He rubbed his belly. "Was that
beer stale or something?" Then he looked down at the hand on his
stomach. "What the hell?" he said.
Gabe's stomach had shrank to half its size. He stood up and his pants
fell down around his ankles. Then he saw that his legs were toned and
hairless, two things they'd never been as long as he could remember.
Also, he felt much shorter than he normally did.
Gabe looked at Dee, who was smiling mischievously. "You didn't..." Gabe
said. He coughed when he heard his voice, as it sounded cute and bubbly
all of all sudden.
Dee laughed. "Go take a look," she said.
Gabe rushed into the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror. His tee
shirt now swallowed him, coming down to his knees. His eyes were blue
now, and dark black hair grew out from his head. His face looked like a
teenage girl, probably around the same age as Dee. He put his hands to
his chest and felt two fleshy bumps underneath his shirt. He pulled his
shirt off and gasped at what he saw - his flat stomach, skinny arms, and
tits hanging from his chest, the nipples erect from the sudden chill of
nudity. His underwear and pants had fallen to the ground, comically
oversized now. He looked down at his crotch and the little patch of
fuzzy black hair surrounding it. He touched between his legs to check
for his old equipment and felt a shiver go down his spine when he
brushed against the lips of his vagina, then ventured to stick a finger
inside. He shuddered with excitement at the sensations that flashed
through him.
Dee came in the bathroom and looked at Gabe. "Now this I can work with,"
she said. She stepped behind Gabe and started to kiss his neck. She
reached around and pinched one of Gabe's nipples between her fingers.
Gabe gasped, unsure what to do, all the new feelings hitting him at
once.
"I feel so warm," Gabe said, staring at his reflection in the mirror.
"I know how to make you feel even warmer," Dee said. She closed the
bathroom door and walked over to Gabe, taking him by his hourglass waist
and kissing him deeply on the lips. The kiss ignited their passions, and
Dee stripped her clothes off. Gabe felt himself get wet when their
smooth skins touched. Dee led Gabe onto the floor, and when he was on
his back Dee began running her tongue all over his body until she
reached his pussy, and her tongue flicked back and forth over it,
teasing the sensitive tissue. His body seized with pleasure, and without
thinking he grabbed his breasts and pinched his nipples between his
fingers, rubbing and pulling them. A moan escaped his mouth, and the
girlish tone of his own voice turned him on even more. He closed his
eyes and let the sensations overtake him as Dee expertly handled his new
body.
At some point everyone wandered back into the living room. They were
silent, and everyone avoided each other's eyes but Malena. Gabe got
strange looks when he walked in, and Dee explained what she'd done.
"Maybe this body is lesbian or something," Dee said. "I just couldn't
stomach the thought of doing it with a dude. It still counts if I had
sex with a guy that was in a girl's body, right? I'll still be able to
turn back into a guy?"
Malena tried to suppress a giggle but it slipped out, and every head
turned to look at her.
"Yeah, when is this going to wear off?" Raylin said.
Malena shook her head with a smile. "I'm glad you guys are so gullible.
You didn't really have to have sex with a guy to turn back. I just said
that so you'd get out of your comfort zone and try something new."
"Jesus, Mark!" Dee said. "That's messed up."
"Oh, please," Malena said. "You're the experience junkie of all of us.
Don't tell me you've never wondered what sex was like from the other
side of the coin."
Dee scoffed and crossed her arms. "Okay, but I don't want to be stuck
like this. How am I going to get back."
Malena sighed. "Fine. I've got some pills that reverse the changes made
to your DNA and restores the original information."
She walked over to a cabinet in the kitchen and grabbed a baggie full of
white pills. She dug some pills out and tossed one each to Dee, Raylin,
and Gabe, then one for herself.
Dee swallowed hers as soon as she got it, and soon her hair started to
recede, her face losing its softness. Gabe took his, and soon the
changes took place in him as well.
Raylin looked at the pill in her hand for a moment. She glanced up at
Jeff, who was also looking at her. She grinned sheepishly.
"Hey, Mark?" Raylin said. "Is there any way you could duplicate the
formula for this body and make another pill."
"Sure," Mark said, already back in his male form, but still wearing
Malena's clothes. "Let me just get a blood sample from you."
"I don't even want to know what happened between you two," David said,
back in his male form and pulling off the tight shirt he'd worn as Dee.
He looked from Raylin to Jeff. "But whatever it was, just keep it to
yourself, okay?"
"Sure thing, Dee," Jeff said. He looked at Raylin and winked.
"At least one thing's for sure," Lance said. "We'll never have to worry
about whether there will be any girls at the party!"
As everyone left for the night, David lingered a bit.
"Hey, Mark," he said. "I know I gave you a hard time, but I did have fun
tonight. It just felt weird doing that around the guys. I didn't want
them to make fun of me later if I enjoyed it."
Mark grinned. "No problem, man. Have a good night, and drive safe."
David put his hand on the door and stopped Mark from closing it.
"Actually, would you mind if I took a few pills with me? For some
private exploration?"
Mark reached in his pocket and dug out two baggies, one with a male
symbol and one with a female symbol. "I had a feeling you might say
that."
David smirked. "Thanks. I'll let you know how it goes."
"Sure," Mark said, and he closed the door behind David.
The next night the guys called him to hang out, but David claimed he was
still hung over from the night before. He looked at the pills laid out
on his kitchen counter, trying to decide which one to take first.
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