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It's what we get for having a little too much to drink, I guess. Jared and I were out pub-crawling with the guys, and when everybody else decided to go home, we were still up for one more round. "Damn, Chris, where's that place again?" "I dunno, I think we're lost." We'd veered away from the crowds and suddenly the street was dark and lonely. Probably not a good time to wander around, so we just stopped at the first place that looked like it was serving drinks. "Delta Queen," I said. "Wonder if they have Cajun food." We stepped inside and looked for a place to sit. It was a little smoky, which was unusual; the city had banned smoking in bars years ago. The smell wasn't quite cigarettes, but wasn't pot either. I sniffed, but I couldn't identify it. We found a table in a dimly lit corner. When the busty blonde waitress came over we asked for two Heinekens and she said, "Sorry, we don't have any beer." We asked for what was good, and she recommended two drinks with a weird name that I didn't catch, but what the hell, we ordered them anyway. Jared said, "You know, from the looks of it, we're the only guys in here. Just two other women in the whole place. Do you think we're in a lesbian bar or something?" His voice was a little slurred. I couldn't tell. The persistent smoke didn't help any, plus my brain was a little foggy anyway. The waitress brought the drinks and they were two bright-blue cocktails. I surveyed mine nervously, but Jared just banged his back. I took a cautious sip, and damn it was good. Any thoughts we might have had about leaving were dispelled when two women sat down at our table. "Hi, I'm Kayla, and this is Judi," she said in a husky voice that thrilled me for some reason. Kayla had short blonde hair and Judi was a brunette and they both were wearing spandex tops that showed off their boobs to best advantage. I'd like to climb those mountains, I thought. The waitress came by and said it was last call. Jared and I had another round and bought two for the ladies. I was pretty wasted but I didn't forget my manners. We chatted for a bit, finished our drinks and then Kayla asked if we could walk them home. "We don't live far, and it's always better to have an escort, especially two handsome guys like you," she said. I knew I was being bullshitted, but we were pretty mellow at this point and went with the flow. They apparently lived together in a brownstone nearby, and when we got to the steps they asked if we wanted to come up. "Sure," said Jared, and I couldn't be rude at that point so I went in as well. It was a beautifully furnished place; very modern Scandinavian and bigger than it looked from the outside. A voice in the back of my head said that I should probably get out now before things got weird, but Jared already had his jacket off and was passionately making out with Judi. Kayla had my jacket off, too, but she took a different tack. "They might be a while," she said, "why don't you make yourself comfortable?" Still being pretty buzzed, I knew that sitting down was probably an invitation to pass out. But before I could even park my ass on the sofa, she was undoing my belt. "Hope you don't mind," she murmured. "Umm, no." I could feel my stiffy already growing, and when it sprang free Kayla was all over it like a lion on a steak, She devoured me, then gently pushed me onto the sofa to resume her head's bobbing in my lap. All my clothes had disappeared without my even knowing how. I was right on the verge of cumming when Kayla abruptly stopped. I groaned, but she wasn't done with me yet. From her kneeling position, she pulled her top off over her head, revealing a perfectly globe-shaped pair of tits. She rubbed them against me, the nipples like a pair of bullets, they were so hard. She went over to a drawer, her firm butt filling those tight jeans just so, and when she came back with a bottle of baby oil, I was wondering if I'd just left the real world and gone into a fantasy one. But the cold oil on my cock was bracing, though she followed it up with a handjob that warmed everything up. She pulled me more and more toward her until my ass was half off the leather sofa. As good as everything felt, she kicked it up a notch when I felt her lubricated finger play with the entrance to my ass. Things were getting a little kinky, but I had nowhere to go. When her finger slipped inside me I had a sharp intake of breath; I hadn't expected that, although it felt kind of good. But I really didn't expect what happened next. She shimmied out of her jeans to reveal a pair of almost sheer pantyhose. And in those pantyhose I could see a bulge building. Ohhhh shit, she was a transsexual.. Her cock sprang to life when freed from its nylon prison, and suddenly I was confronted with a penis pointed straight at me. Kayla moved in, saying, "I sucked yours, it's only fair that you suck mine." She was straddling me now on the couch, the tip of her big dick brushing against my chin. She rubbed the knob back and forth over my lips until I relented and opened my mouth to let her force feed me her hunk of manmeat. I couldn't believe that only a few minutes before I was behaving normally, and now I had a tranny cock down my throat. I wondered what Jared was doing right now. After a few minutes, she withdrew. I marveled at how easily I'd taken up sucking her prick. I was doing something forbidden, and I had to admit it turned me on a bit. But now she was getting serious, and as she bent my legs back I knew what was coming next. She squirted a whole bunch of oil up my ass and I steeled myself. "Relax baby," Kayla said. "It always feels better when you relax." I tried to will myself to loosen up, but her cock felt three feet thick as she penetrated me slowly. Off in the distance I could hear Jared yelp- whether it was in pain or pleasure I couldn't tell. She was patient with me, her cock inside me applying relentless, consistent pressure until I felt some kind of barrier with me fall. Now I was full of what felt like an iron poker buried deep in my ass. As she moved, I could feel my guts move with her, being pulled out and pushed in time to her rhythm. My face was burning and sweat was stinging my eyes as I tried to keep up with her. She was moving easily in and out now; I had adjusted, and the pain was gradually turning to pleasure as my prostate was roughly stimulated. I even found myself thrusting back to meet her strokes. She was yanking my cock as she fucked me and I felt almost as if I was about to get hit with a double orgasm. I was panting and the world was spinning out of control. My cock exploded in her grip just as I felt her stiffen and pile-drive hard into me, tearing my insides apart as she planted her scalding cum up, up, up until I blacked out..... ************************ The first thing I noticed was the bed. It wasn't mine, and I tried piecing together what had actually gone on last night. Things were a little blurry, which led me to the second thing I noticed- I was incredibly hung over. My head pounding, I sat at the edge of the bed. When I went to stand up I felt woozy, I waited a few minutes before trying that again. This time I was able to stand but I knew within seconds that I needed to throw up. I just barely found the bathroom in time to pray to the porcelain god. Repeatedly. After barfing up everything I'd eaten in the last two weeks, I began to feel a little better, at least. I went through the evening, the places I'd visited, and then I thought about the last stop Jared and I had made. Man, it was some kind of weird bar with two chicks who weren't exactly chicks. A feeling of dread overcame me when I realized that we'd gone home with them. From there it got REALLY hazy. I had no idea how I'd wound up in this bed this morning, none. That was more than a little scary. Had I blacked out? Was I about to be kicked out, or asked to stay, or what? Damn, I had to stop drinking so much. Wandering the house didn't really help much until I reached the kitchen table. On it was a note that said, "We'll be gone for a couple of months, and we'll need someone to watch the place. Here are keys. Enjoy yourself and stay as long as you like." Next to the note were three keys. I tried one in the front door and it fit. Was I being given this townhouse? I went to the medicine cabinet, popped a few aspirins and then I turned on the shower. I needed to get my head together. I just hoped I hadn't done anything criminal or wound up on YouTube as an idiot. The pounding of the water on my head helped to dull my headache. Lathering up, I felt my cock was still a bit oily. I'd oiled it up, but what I'd done with it was still a mystery. As I stroked it with my soapy hand, I felt it harden almost immediately. As I polished my sword, the shower curtains pulled back and there was Jared, a big grin on his face. I was shocked. "Dude, what the fuck- what are you doing here?" I demanded. I couldn't help noticing that he was completely naked and had his hand around a huge erection. "I...I don't know exactly. I woke up on the floor in one of the bedrooms. We did some pretty weird shit last night." I turned off the water and reached for a towel. Jared and I had showered before at the gym plenty of times, so I'd seen him nude, but I'd never seen him with a raging hardon. I couldn't take my eyes off it, and I realized my own boner was being poorly hidden by the towel. "Do you remember what went down with those chicks?" I asked. He went bright red. "Yes. I didn't see what you did, I just know that I....." Something clicked for me. "You sucked a cock. Now I remember. So did I." He nodded. "I thought I would be revolted, but I liked it. Even thinking about it now is turning me on." It was turning me on, too, and my cock twitched a bit. There was a pause as we looked each other directly in the eyes, then Jared sank to his knees and brushed the towel inside. His hot mouth surrounded me and I felt a little weak in the knees as he slurped at my member. "Oh, fuck yes!" I screamed. This was so wrong, but I didn't care. The headache and upset stomach seemed to vanish. It wasn't long before we were on my bed wrestling with each others' dick in an unspoken competition to see who could make the other one cum first. I thought I had him, but he stuck a finger in my asshole and I lost my load right then and there. I returned the favor with two fingers and in less than a minute I felt his warm jizzload fill my mouth. I gulped it all down and licked his piss slit in case there was any more coming. But the both of us were spent, at least for now. We lay on the bed together, knowing that our friendship had taken a new turn into uncharted waters. Problem was, I had a girlfriend, and I still enjoyed sex with women. This was kind of an added bonus, I guess. We promised each other to keep it secret. "I've got Celia coming over tonight, and she's made it pretty clear I'm going to get lucky. I don't want.....this to screw things up with her. I mean, we had one crazy night, right?" Jared smiled. "I want to watch." "You want to what?!?" I thundered. "I want to watch you fuck her. I want to watch your ass clench as you plunge your cock into another person. I want to see you cum. I'll hide in the closet and won't make any noise." "You're out of your fucking mind," I said, but my stiffening cock gave me away. It was so kinky to think that I could be screwing my girlfriend while my friend was watching and getting off on it. "I gotta think. If Celia catches us, she'll cut my balls off," I said. "Just adds to the excitement," he replied. He looked down. "Looks like you're pretty excited already." I should have stopped him, but the feeling of his hot mouth on the tip of my cock was irresistible. I held his head tightly as he serviced me. My cock was so hard and it felt enormous, like it had been stretched somehow. Jared was taking it all down his throat though; I couldn't believe he could do it, but he managed. I felt the tingle in my balls as my orgasm approached, but there was another tingle, too, one that ran up inside me, something I'd never felt before. It was intensifying, too, almost like I was experiencing two orgasms at once. I shot my load down Jared's throat, but the other feeling kept getting stronger, until my whole body convulsed. I fell away from Jared and collapsed to the floor, my body still buzzing from this second wave of ecstasy. Jared crouched over me. "You okay, Chris?" I let out a weak laugh. "I am...so much better than okay it's ridiculous." He stayed with me for a few minutes, then said he had to go. "I'll text you later. I've got some, uh, stuff I want to take care of." He threw on his clothes and was gone before I could even get up off the floor. When I finally rose, it seemed like every joint in my body was creaking. I had to sit down for a second. Man, that last blowjob had taken a lot out of me. I needed to get a grip on things. Last night, Jared and I were out partying when suddenly we were waylaid by a couple of chicks with dicks. We got pretty kinky, and suddenly Jared and I are acting like gay porn stars. Even now I'm thinking about sucking his cock, something that 24 hours ago I would have been repulsed at. Those two women had to have something to do with this. I had the afternoon free, so I set out to find them. Trying to retrace my steps was difficult. I'd really had a bag on last night, even before our finale. I couldn't remember the name of the place we wound up at, so I couldn't Google it. I knew the bars we'd been at earlier, so I attempted on foot to search the area around the last place the whole gang had been. It took about an hour, but I finally found the place. That was it, the Delta Queen! Now I remembered Jared saying something about Cajun food. The windows were dusty stained glass and the window on the front door was blacked out. There was a mean-looking padlock on the door, but it was a bit rusty. A woman jogged by and yelled, "That place has been closed for a couple of weeks!" A couple of weeks? But then how did we get in last night? Could it have been rented for a private party? I was perplexed. I took one more tour around the block; there was no other way to get in from the front, and creeping through an alley I could see that the back door was padlocked as well. I'd created more questions than I'd solved. It had been warm when I left, but now there was a definite chill in the air. I'd only worn a light jacket and now I was shivering. The key to the place we'd spent the night was in my pocket, but I realized now that the keys to my own place were missing. I went back to the townhouse and searched high and low without any luck. Looking through the closets, they were packed with feminine clothes, which was understandable. I pulled out my cell and got a shock. This wasn't my phone! It was a different model, it was pale blue and had a whole bunch of apps on it that I wouldn't have. I went through the address book and dialed Celia. "Where are you?" she asked. "It's a long story." "Well, something weird is going on and we need to talk." I gave her the address and she said she'd be over in a few minutes. When she arrived, she seemed positively frazzled. "I, uh, can't go back to my apartment." "What do you mean?" "I went out with the girls last night. I figured you were going out with your friends so I was going to do the same. It got pretty late, and, well....I did something a little crazy. This woman picked me up, and um, I went back to her place." "Did you....you know?" She was bright red at this point. I was debating whether I should be as open with her as she was being to me. "Well, yes. It just kind of happened. I'm sorry. She had these big boobs and she just gave me one to suck on. She was leaking milk, and as I was swallowing it down I had this absolutely humongous orgasm. I can't even explain it. I must have fallen asleep, and when I woke up, I was in her place but she was gone..." This sounded just a little too familiar. Celia was a bit of a free spirit; she made no secret of the fact that she'd bedded women in the past. She was pretty broad-minded in our lovemaking, too. She'd even let me take her in the ass once. She continued. "....but that's not the weirdest part." "It gets weirder?" I asked. "When I got up this morning, I was left a note to meet you. I was wondering if you'd maybe put her up to this, and I was going to kick your butt. But when I went back to my place, I couldn't turn the knob on the front door. It was like I was having a panic attack; I couldn't make my body move to go inside. I backed away and figured I'd try the back door, but that's when I saw her..." "Saw who?" "I saw me. I saw myself inside my own house, behaving as if nothing had happened. I was eating cereal and reading the newspaper. I could see the paper very clearly, too. I picked up a copy of the paper on my way over here." She handed it to me; it was the paper from about two weeks ago. "This is an old paper." "No it's not. It's today's paper. It's 9 days ago." "What?" "That's why I couldn't go into my place, because the 'me' from 9 days ago was there." Celia was a big believer in karma and spirits and reincarnation, but I never knew time travel was part of the deal. "That's impossible," I said flatly. "Have you been back to your place?" she asked. "Um, no, but I was going to." For one thing, I needed a change of clothes. But as we approached my place on foot, I began to feel a tightness in my chest. My heart was pounding and I started to sweat despite the cold. I tried to calm myself down, but when I saw MYSELF through a window talking on a phone and laughing, I totally freaked. "Holy shit! You weren't kidding." I pulled out my phone and as I did it rang. It was Jared. "Dude, you won't believe..." he started. "Yes I will. Meet me back at the place." We sat around the modern dining room table. There was plenty of food, and even some beers. I cracked one and gave one each to Celia and Jared. "Let me start. Here's what we know. Each of us ran into someone.... unusual last night. I'll tell you now, Ceil, Jared and I were picked up by....." "Jared told me, sweetie. It's okay. If I could be lured into a lesbian trap it's okay for you to be lured into a transgender trap. Was it fun, at least?" I blushed furiously. "Well, yeah, it was. But it seems to have had some lingering effects." Jared piped up. "I can't stop thinking about sucking Chris' cock, and I'm betting the feeling is mutual." I feared the worst, but Celia broke into a wide grin. "Wow, kinky! That's something I want to see!" "You'll get your chance. He wanted to watch me fuck you, too." I stuck my tongue out at Jared. Fair play. "But back to the main point," I continued. "We're suddenly thrown backwards in time by 9 days. We're here, but we have no idea when the real owners will be coming back. Their note was a little hazy on that point. And we're going to need money, since we can't access our bank accounts or credit cards." Jared had a funny look on his face. He went over to a drawer that was sticking out a bit and pulled it out further. In it were three large manila envelopes, one marked 'Jared', one marked 'Celia' and one marked 'Chris'. Inside were a couple of stacks of bills. I riffled through them; it was $20,000 in crisp hundreds. There was also a couple of credit cards, a drivers license in the name of Kayla Smith and a note which said: "Have fun the next two weeks. You must go to Las Vegas and earn some money. Just be sure to be in the right place at the right time." The stunned look on the faces of the other two told me they'd received similar packages. Celia said, "We know how to pay for groceries at least. But we still can't hold a job, and we'll eventually need more money. What do we do now? Go gambling?" A light bulb went on over my head. "I know where we can get a shitload of money." I opened up the newspaper. "Look at this. The Super Bowl is a week away yet. But we already know the exact score." Jared's jaw dropped open. "Shit, yeah." Celia became wide eyed. "That's awesome." "So," I said, "money's not going to be a problem after all. The note said to go to Las Vegas. First thing I think we need to do is to fly to Vegas and play the Sports Book." Celia said, "Airlines need ID to fly these days, and honey, you don't exactly look like Kayla Smith." I looked at the license. Kayla looked a bit like me. It was a bit of a stretch, but I wondered..... "Ceil, you work in a salon. Can you make me up to look like that photo?" "Well, I'm usually working on blue-haired ladies, but...." "Good, then it's decided. You'll get us to pass." She went to the bathroom. "It's like a cosmetics store in here. I'll have to practice, Chris. How'd you like to be my guinea pig?" It wasn't like I had a choice, so I submitted to her ministrations. "The first thing you'll have to do is shave. And not just your face. Jared, I'll need your help." He jumped to attention, a crooked grin on his face. After ordering me to strip down, she started on my chest and he started on my legs. I couldn't help myself- I had gotten a huge boner. I could tell it was taking all of Jared's willpower to resist it, and it was driving me crazy, too. She ran her hands over my now-hairless, silky-smooth breast and I felt my cock jump. "Oooh," I gasped. They turned me over and worked on my back. Ceil grabbed my butt and said it felt so nice, then she gave me a hard smack. I almost came right then and there. After they were done, she rubbed me all over with an oily substance. The smell was familiar, but it took a few minutes before I realized this was the lube that Kayla had used on me the night before. The feeling of it on my skin was invigorating. Next she went to work on my hair. It was a ratty brown, and a little shaggy. She shampooed it, then went to work with all manner of products. Every time she used the blower she ran it over my nipples too, and the feeling was too good for words. Finally, a little work with the styling brush, and she was done. "Now, just one more thing before I let you see," she said, pulling out a red pair of lacy panties. She eased the up my smooth legs and tucked my cock inside as she brought them to my waist. "Excellent!" she gushed. She brought me over to the mirror and it was as if I was looking at an entirely different person. My professionally made-up face, my now platinum-blonde hair, and the hairless body with ruby-red undies, I looked good enough to fuck. Even the big bulge in my panties was sexy. My nipples were dark and stood erect. Celia handed me the driver's license, and the head shot bore a pretty close resemblance. "Amazing!" I said. "I'm good at my work," she said. "Now I want my reward." There wasn't any doubt what she meant as she snaked her hand inside the waistband of the only thing covering my cock. She grabbed it tightly, and I felt myself getting dizzy. She led me toward a bedroom, but before we disappeared behind the door, she turned to Jared and said, "I thought you wanted to watch. Come on!" She stripped out of her clothes and bounced onto the king-size bed. "I've been horny since the minute I woke up this morning, and I need a good fucking." She rubbed her pussy with her fingers for effect. "But first, I need you to put those nice red lips right here," and she pointed to her left nipple. I wrapped my lips around it and teased it with the tip of my tongue. Her tits felt red hot and her whole chest was flushed. They seemed bigger than when we'd had sex a few days ago, but that could just be my imagination. Suckling them caused her to moan loudly and writhe under me. I had a weird moment where I wondered if I was smearing my lipstick. After I'd spent enough time on her boobs, she pulled me up to kiss me. "You're so pretty," she sighed as she reached down to grab my cock and aim it at her moist cunt. I moved into her like a hot knife through butter. I could feel my cock expanding again, stretching to the point where it almost felt like it would break. Ceil noticed it too. "Oh my god, you're so fucking big!" She adjusted herself under me so that my angle of penetration hit her just right, and with every stroke I could tell I was setting off little earthquakes inside her. It wasn't long before she was a babbling, quivering mass underneath me. Her vagina was so warm and welcoming I could stay there forever, and I rocked back and forth inside her as she closed her eyes and smiled beatifically. We were in heaven. I'd completely forgotten about Jared, until there was a hand on my butt. I smelled the sweet aroma of the skin lotion again, and felt a lubricated finger at the entrance to my asshole. I found myself adjusting my strokes ever so slightly so that I could fuck my ass against his digit on the upstroke after I plowed into Celia. It was incredibly pleasurable and kicked everything up a notch for me. He was more insistent now, with two slippery fingers inside me. I looked down at her and she was smiling. "Mmm, baby, you should get some cock of your own. Jared, fuck Chris in the ass for me." The feel of his big dick at my rear entrance was awesome. Celia held me buried in her snatch and spread my ass cheeks far apart as Jared forced his lubed-up monster into my anus. I was sweating profusely as I struggled to take it all, stretched to the limit and beyond. Hazy memories of the other night came back to me, and as they did, my insides seemed to relax. The pain of being stretched began to fade, replaced with an incredible sense of fullness. I felt Jared's breath on my neck as he ever so slowly pulled his dick out of me an inch or two, then eased it back in. My head was spinning as my senses were bombarded. Celia wiggled underneath me, my cock sloshing around in her steamy pussy. When he pushed his meat deeper into my ass, it in turn forced me deeper into her. I felt myself just letting go and let the two of them have their way with me. Celia humped against me from beneath and Jared humped against me from above. I was just a plaything in their hands, a sex toy. Hands from behind gripping me as my ass was being plundered. A hot slit below, grinding against me as she ripped through multiple orgasms. I felt the now-familiar tingle deep in my gut, and I cried out in wonder as my whole body trembled. I gasped at the intensity of it, but I wasn't ready for the aftershock thirty seconds later. I felt so good, but realized that I hadn't even shot my load yet. Now I felt my balls tighten and stared into Ceil's eyes as I yelled, "I'm coming!" I felt myself drain into her and felt my cock twitch as I showered her with my cum. As I looked into her eyes, there was a dazed look in her pupils. She fell limp under me and closed her eyes, freeing me to concentrate on my buddy putting it to me from behind. "Come on, give me your cum, man, fuck me good," I yelled. Jared stepped it up a notch, and no longer worried about whether he was hurting me, went full force. He pulled me up on all fours and bent over me as we did it doggy style. I'd lost any pretense of modesty at this point, only obeying some primeval need to have him breed me. He grabbed me tightly as he pressed his chest into my back. Somehow in the middle of all this action he found my nipples and pinched them tightly. A bellow from behind and I felt his cock throb wildly as he filled me with his scalding sperm. Celia smiled as she watched me get properly fucked. When he slid out of me, I felt another shiver deep inside, and I collapsed on the bed next to her. I must have fallen asleep for a bit, because the next thing I knew, Celia was hovering over me saying, "All right, we're all set. We fly to Vegas in the morning. I got us three rooms at the Pyramid. Cost a fortune, but you only live once. Or twice." I sat up slowly. Celia was dressed in an outrageously tight pair of yoga pants and a low-necked top that exposed more than its share of creamy boob. "Where did you get those clothes?" I asked. "There are closets full of them, Chris. Actually, I should be calling you Kayla. We're going to have to practice for our trip to Las Vegas tomorrow." I was still shaking cobwebs out of my head. Of course. I'd had to recap the events of the last day in my head in the last five seconds. "Um, yeah. And what should I call you?" "I'm Selima, and I'm just dying to get you into some of these stunning outfits," she said, every bit the perky sales girl. I went to scratch my head and felt the different texture of my hair. "How long was I asleep?" I yawned. "Long enough for me to give Jared, or should I say Judi, her complete makeover." I looked down at the long pink fingernails on my hands. "And long enough for me to give you a manicure, too, honey." She was unnaturally happy about all this. As I stood up, I felt lightheaded, and almost fell back onto the bed. My balance seemed to be off. She steadied me and I felt one of her boobs pressing against me. "Do you feel all right?" she asked. "I'll be okay in a second, it's just a little dizzy spell." I took a couple of deep breaths and the fog started to lift."I have to ask, do YOU feel okay? You, ah, look a little different." "Well, I did my makeup differently to match my license photo. She's such a trampy looking thing. And, well, my breasts are definitely bigger. And they're so damn sensitive I practically had an orgasm trying bras on." "I see you decided to go without." She cupped her mounds through the top and sighed. "Yeah, they feel too good to be cooped up." Her eyes rolled back in her head and she let out a little purr. "These are going to want some attention from you later." I went into the bathroom and took a look at myself. I looked like a hooker after a hard nights' work, with smeared mascara and lipstick and hair askew. Celia/Selima was undeterred. "I'll have you fixed in a jiffy. I want you looking dynamite when we go out tonight." "Go out? What?" I panicked. "I can't go out......looking like this." "You're going to an airport and flying to Las Vegas looking like that, honey, so you'd better get used to it quick." She dabbed at my face and started to work. Before I knew it, she had me looking just as pretty as before. "Now, for the final touch," she said, bringing in a pair of Spanx and a long sweater top. I couldn't believe the pants would fit, but they were incredibly stretchy. I almost felt naked in them, and my cock created quite the bulge. Selima pulled out a bra that felt a little tight when it went on, but the effect was incredible. It pushed things up so that suddenly I had a bit of cleavage! I looked at myself in the mirror, fascinated. The long top covered my crotch and the v-neck showed just enough skin to be enticing. I couldn't believe this transformation. However, I was truly stunned when I saw Jared/Judi. She was more daring than me, wearing a leather mini over black stockings. Her tight top had a push-up bra underneath, too, but she seemed to have a little more to work with. I felt a pang of jealousy before I realized that I was thinking of this person, just recently my buddy Jared, as 'she'. Her makeup was perfect, and her red hair was done in a page boy look which looked tres chic. She walked over to me and kissed me lightly on the cheek. "You look awesome," she whispered. I felt my cock jump in my Spanx. Judi said, "So where are we going?" She'd made an effort to bring her voice up an octave, and I realized I'd have to do the same. "You'll find out when we get there, girls," Selima giggled. The last accessory she gave us was our shoes. "I'll go easy on you and avoid the stilettos," she grinned. The shoes she did give us were small and tight and still had a bit of a heel. "How do women wear these things?" I groused. But I got them on and they weren't as bad to walk in as I feared. I found myself changing my stride to accommodate them, though, and I realized that I was waggling my butt a bit with every step. We both nearly died when the place we were going to was McMurty's, our usual hangout. All our friends would be there. We'd be caught for sure, and humiliated beyond belief. "Ceil, you can't be serious. We'll get killed in there," I said. "It's Selima, silly. And if you can bluff your way past these guys, you can make it anywhere." Judi was more excited. "Let's do it. Don't go ruining my fun, Kayla." I felt my face burning, but I followed them in. She introduced us as 'her cousins from Elmira', and the guys, the ones we'd hung around with for years, didn't pick up on it. Dim light and loud music was our friend. I caught one of them, Jesse, staring at my tits. That gave me a bit of a thrill. The beer was going to my head a bit, and I became more bold, flirting with them all. Judi was talking with Larry, the one we were always jealous of because he was the lifeguard who had to fight off the girls. He didn't seem to be fighting off Judi that much, but I went back to flashing my boobs at Jesse and having another beer. Finally, Selima came up to me and said, "Kayla, it's time to go; we've got an early day tomorrow. Where's Judi?" I looked around. She'd vanished, and so had Larry. I knew these guys pretty well, and when I saw Larry's car parked at the far reaches of the parking lot, I had a feeling in my gut. I arrived just in time to see Larry blow his load in Judi's mouth. "Why you little slut!" I squeaked. "We've got to go." I saw Larry's cock glistening in the moonlight and wished it could have been me sucking the sperm out of those big balls. I'd seen him in the shower enough to know he was quite the specimen, and I was envious. Larry suddenly became all apologetic. "I'm, uh, sorry, I uhhh......." Judi said, "That's all right, I made him do it." "Will I.....see you again?" Larry was behaving like a lost puppy now. "We'll see," said Judi, grinning as she got out of the passenger side of Larry's car. "I don't believe you," I said as we walked back to the waiting Selima. "I'm just glad you didn't get there a few minutes earlier. He cums like a horse." She smacked her lips, and I could see she had cum in her hair. I took the little glob and popped it in my mouth. "Well, I think you passed your test with flying colors, girls," Selima said as we headed out of the parking lot onto the highway. I was a little giddy, and I couldn't tell if it was the drinks or the relief after putting one over on those guys. When we got back to what I was now considering 'our place', I undressed and looked at myself in the mirror. So much had happened so quickly! I stared at my body and marveled at my hairlessness. I turned to look at my ass, something I'd never bothered to do before. It was a nice tight ass, I had to admit. My whole body felt tight and toned and supple. Wearing the heels tonight, I hadn't noticed that in my bare feet I was an inch or two shorter. Could that really be? I struggled to get the push-up bra off. It was so restrictive- another thing I couldn't believe women wore. But then I thought about the effect my little chest had on Jesse tonight. I bet I could have sucked his cock in the parking lot, too.... "Damn," I said to no one in particular, "get a hold of yourself." When I finally was able to get the bra off, I could see it had left deep angry welts on me. My body had seemed to conform to the mold it had been poured into, and it felt good to be free of the thing. My chest was red, puffy and swollen- maybe it wasn't such a good idea after all. The silky teddy felt good sliding over my nipples, though. I couldn't help but stroke my cock as I jumped under the covers and was out like a light. I never did get the panties on. It was still dark when I heard the door open and footsteps on the floor. In my half-awake state, I knew that Selima was over me, sticking a breast in my face. "They're so full," she pleaded in a soft voice, "I need you to suck them so bad." I opened my mouth like an infant would, and she pushed a fat nipple on me. Before long she was moaning and there was a small flow of milk from her. It tasted weird, like nothing I'd ever experienced. When one was done, she gave me the other, and I drank from her leaking titties. Sometime later I knew that Judi had come in, because I felt her hot mouth on my cock. I relaxed and let my fantasies take over, dreamily hosing her tonsils with my pent-up load. Morning came and I was in the middle of the three of us snuggled on the super king-size bed. Our flight to Vegas would leave in a few hours, but we had yet to pack a thing. Fortunately Selima was on top of things, getting three large suitcases to pack our wardrobe. I yawned in bed and gasped in mid-stretch. Overnight that swelling on my chest had developed into a small but very real pair of boobs! I gave Judi a gentle shove, and when she rolled over, I saw that she too was sporting a teenage pair of tits. "Holy Shit!" I exclaimed. I felt the puffiness and the hugely erect nipples. I wanted nothing more than to have someone suck them, but Selima brought me back to earth. "We've got to get moving if we don't want to be late. Judi, take a shower." She looked right at me. "By yourself." I mewled my disappointment. My cock had gotten hard at the thought of a little quickie in the running water. My tits may have gotten bigger, but paradoxically, so had my dick. It was going to be hard to conceal that big unit. When I got to the shower, I couldn't help giving it a stroke while I rubbed my nipples. My balls were so big and full of cum that it didn't take long to shoot a long ribbon of semen on the shower curtains. It was satisfying and reduced the pressure in my scrotum, but I wasn't quite ready for what happened next. As I was jiggling my cock to lose the last drops of cum, my body was racked by another, stronger orgasm, one that left me convulsing in the shower. My cock was still soft, though. It was a very interesting aftershock. Selima had left clothes out for me. It was interesting that I didn't think of her as Celia any more, nor did I think of Judi as Jared. Celia and Jared and Chris were living out their lives 9 days behind us. With every minute that passed, I was getting further and further away from what they were. What I wasn't sure about was where we were going. As I put on my thong, yoga pants and short skirt, I silently prayed at I wouldn't be pulled over for a pat-down by security. That'd take some explaining. It was easier to put my bra on today, though. It just seemed to fit better, and I had some genuine little titties to work with. Judi and Selima were having breakfast, and they both approved of my outfit. I was even walking better in my heels today. Selima's outfit was a bit toned down, just jeans and a top, but I could see those nice boobs stretching the shirt a bit. I grabbed a bowl of cereal and sat down. "So," Selima began, "we know what we have to do when we get to Vegas. Get those bets down and wait for Sunday." "I found the casino that'll let you bet on the exact final score. A winner pays 990-1," said Judi. "That's practically a million bucks on a $1000 bet." "We want to be careful not to arouse suspicion. A bet that big might do that. There are a lot of places we can spread our cash around," I said. "There's something else I want to talk about," said Selima. It was the big unspoken thing between the three of us. "I think it's pretty obvious at this point that we're, um, evolving into the people that Celia, Jared and Chris are going to meet in a few days. We've been kind of set on that path. The thing is, what happens to us next? Do we disappear, like ghosts? Do we go on, but if we do, we're probably going to find three people living in our house, and those three people will find someone living in THEIR houses." "We're in a time loop right now. Do we break out, and if we do, do we cease to exist?" said Judi. "Hell, do we even exist now?" replied Selima. I piped up. "We're very real. We've interacted with each other, and we're flying to Vegas in a few hours. Ghosts don't do that." "But what if we're imagining it all?" Judi said, "Then let's have as much fun as possible." I blurted out a thought that had been rattling around in my brain. "I think there's something significant about Las Vegas. We were given a note to go there. And if that note was left by somebody else, then they went on somehow. I imagine it'll be our turn to leave the next note." Selima sighed. "Well, let's get to Vegas and see what's up." We took a taxi to the airport and the cabbie flirted with us. It was a strangely exhilarating feeling that I could now manipulate men so easily. On the other hand, I still lusted after women. Selima's body was built for sin, and I wanted very badly to fuck her brains out the first chance I got. On the other other hand, I would really enjoy sucking Judi's hard dick and gulping down her jizz as a chaser. I didn't think I was gay so much as omnivorous; right now I could fuck or be fucked by anyone or anything. I was like a wild animal roaming free. I was untethered by a past or a future; I was living only in the now. And knowing that, I could do pretty much anything I fucking pleased. There was a certain inner peace that brought me. Well, that and a painfully large erection. At the airport we checked our bags and only carried on our purses. Luckily, we avoided any unusual security scrutiny. Once in the waiting area, I played a game with myself, sorting the waiting passengers into two categories- those I would and wouldn't have sex with. Damn, I was horny. That had been pretty much a constant for a while now. I could tell that Selima and Judi were having the same problem; they were fidgeting and restless. I realized that I'd been so wrapped up in things that I'd forgotten where we were staying when we got there. "The Pyramid Casino," said Selima. "It just....I just always wanted to stay there." She turned away, as if the question were embarrassing. We sat three across on the plane. Judi was in the middle, Selima on the window and I was on the aisle, blocking the view of others while Judi got a handjob under the tray tables from Selima. I asked the stewardess for a bunch of napkins to help my friend clean up her 'spilled drink'. We struck up a conversation, chatting about best places to go in Vegas and so on, and she volunteered to show me some of the sights, saying that she'd be in Vegas for a layover over the weekend. I couldn't tell if she was just being nice, or whether she was picking me up. Either way, we ended up exchanging cell phone numbers. A few minutes later, she was coming down the aisle with pillows for the passengers. She turned to me and said, "Pillow, Miss?" I politely declined, and she said, "I think you should have a pillow." I could see there was a note tucked into it. It read, 'Marnie Cronin- Staying at the Pyramid Hotel and I like to get kinky.' I looked up into her eyes and said, "On second thought, I'd LOVE to have a pillow." She smiled and headed down the aisle to tend to other passengers. "Hey, I wanted a pillow," whined Selima. I gave her mine. But first I tucked the note in my purse. The next few hours of the flight were interminable. Marnie went up and down the aisle a few times and I got to ogle her. I was betting she looked pretty fine without that uniform on. She never met my gaze again as she went about her duties. I wondered just how many women she'd picked up in her travels. When we debarked, our eyes locked for the briefest of seconds as she said, "Hope you come fly us again." When we checked into the hotel, Selima was surprised to see that we were booked into a three-bedroom suite. "But I requested three rooms." "Ma'am, I assure you this is one of the best suites in the hotel. You and your friends will be quite comfortable. Here are your keys- 1306; take the last elevator to your right, and you'll need to put your room key in the slot to make the elevator work. Enjoy your stay." We trooped down to the last elevator and got inside. There was a slot for the card as the concierge had said, but there was only one button- for the 13th floor. "Is this like the penthouse suite or something?" said Judi. I said, "This hotel's got 30-odd stories. I don't think we're in the penthouse." The door opened onto a hallway that looked for all the world like any other. 1306 was a few doors down, and when we opened the door we gasped. It was huge, and luxuriously appointed. Each bedroom had an enormous bed, there was a fully stocked kitchen and bar, and a large jacuzzi in the bathroom. "Jackpot," said Judi. Selima wrinkled her nose. "Something's not right here. I don't want to be paying twenty thousand a night for something I didn't ask for. I'm going to the front desk." I decided to go with her as well, to stretch my legs as much as anything. We left Judi in the room in case our bags came up with the valet. The lobby of the hotel was crowded with people scurrying to and from the casino or coming in out of the oppressive Las Vegas heat. We got into the shortest line we could find and as we waited, I scanned the area absentmindedly. It was then that I met two eyes from across the room that were staring back. Were we being watched? It was a tall, big- breasted woman with long dark hair. "I'll be back in a second, I just want to see something," I said. Moving as fast as I could in my heels, I could see that the watcher had turned and moved away into the casino. Flashing lights and sounds and crowds made it difficult to follow her. I nearly knocked over a waitress' tray full of cocktails, and after that I had to admit defeat. I went back to Selima, who was now at the front of the line speaking to the front desk person who assured her that not only was she in the correct suite, it had been comped by the casino. "Please enjoy your stay with our compliments," said the chipper blond behind the counter. "So that's that," said Selima. "Where did you go?" she said as we entered the elevator. "I thought I saw someone...watching us." "You mean like a stakeout?" "Yes. And what's more, she looked familiar. I couldn't quite get close enough, but she looked kind of like me." "A duplicate?" "Not an exact duplicate. But close enough. He hair was different and her"- I looked down at my petite chest- "her boobs were a lot bigger." "Something to aspire to," said Selima, as I felt a pang of jealousy looking at her big, perfectly round globes. Just a few days ago she was scrawny and relatively flat, but she seemed so damned comfortable in this sexy new body of hers. When we got to the room, the luggage was still on the valet cart, but the valet was nowhere to be seen. Suddenly he appeared from Judi's room, flustered and with uniform askew. Judi came out behind him, a big grin on her face and the valet's cap on her head. She ostentatiously gave him a hundred-dollar bill and he hurriedly unloaded the bags and took his cap back on his way out of the room with a mumbled 'thank you'. Judi was still grinning like a Cheshire cat. "You little slut!" I said. "We were gone for, what, ten minutes?" She stuck her tongue out. "You're just jealous that you didn't think of it yourself." Judi had me there. I realized I was just as cock-crazy as she was. I reached under her skirt to feel the hard monster lurking beneath. "Come on and suck it, bitch," she hissed. "Only if after you come you return the favor," I hissed right back. "Well someone better have something left for me afterwards," said Selima. I pulled down Judi's thong and flipped up her skirt, exposing her ten inch woody. My own cock was straining against its silky bonds as I kissed the bulbous head. "Ohh that's it, baby. Suck my big dick," she intoned breathlessly as she gently pressed the back of my head against her. Selima's hand had found its way to my panties and was stroking my bulge. There was already a wet spot from my pre-cum and my balls felt like they were on fire. I fondled Judi's swollen testicles, trying to gauge how much of the sweet spunk was building up inside. It had to be considerable, feeling their weight in my hand. Feeling behind them, I toyed with the little ridge between her balls and asshole. It was rough, and when I played with it Judi's cock bounced and throbbed in my throat. Knowing a good thing when I felt it, I kept up my massaging, occasionally allowing a finger to drift against the pucker of her asshole as I bobbed up and down on her shaft. "Oh god, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum!!!" Judi squeaked. Her balls were tightening up, and the area behind them was getting all wet. If it was sweat, it was a tremendous amount. She was pushing down on my head hard now, and I strained to take her cock down my throat without choking to death. It was then that I got the shock of my life. Her cock exploded in my mouth, and as it did so, I felt a simultaneous gush of fluid behind her balls. As my head moved down, her cock seemed to move with me. "Unggghhh, what's......happening?" Judi gasped. Like Velcro being pulled apart, Judi's dick seemed to be detatching from her body. Fluid was gushing all over her crotch now, and it wasn't blood. I backed away a bit and held her cock in my hand. She was screaming as I lowered it gently. Behind her cock and balls was a perfectly developed pussy! And from between those pussy lips slid a long curved protuberance, the other end of the giant cock and balls I felt in my hands. "Holy shit!" Selima screamed. Judi stared at her disconnected cock in my hands and fainted dead away. She'd have hit the floor if Selima hadn't been there to catch her. She pushed her onto a chair and returned to stare at the thing in my hands wild-eyed. "What should we do? It just fell off? How is that possible?" she asked. I felt the smooth contours of what was the 'handle' of Judi's disconnected cock. At the end there seemed to be some kind of, for want of a better word, a plug. "How is any of this possible?" I said. "So much shit has happened in the past few days that I'll believe anything. And I'm betting I'm the same as her. I'd felt some weird feelings the last few times I came, and this might explain things." I stripped out of my clothing. "I want to try something. Come with me." I led her to my bedroom and said, "I want you to fuck me on top, honey. I want you to make me cum." She leered at me. "That shouldn't be difficult, you horny bastard." She stripped down as well, revealing that magnificently curvy body. Her firm round tits were topped by giant erect nipples. "Just one favor first, baby. I need you to suck on my titties. They need it soooo bad. All part of the foreplay." She straddled me and shoved her mounds in my face. She was fairly leaking milk and cooed when I suckled on them, her fluid practically pouring down my throat. As I tackled her second nipple, her pussy squirted on me. "Oh god, just keep doing that, it feels so good...unhhh!" I don't know how much of her milk I swallowed or how many times she came, but she eventually pulled away and said it was my turn. She sat up proud on my cock, taking it all inside her squishy pussy, her hips rocking back and forth. The nipple-play had gotten me pretty much to the edge, so it didn't take much for me to feel an orgasm coming on. Again I felt the tension building in my balls, but also the 'other feeling', a tingling deep inside that was indescribable. Selima leaned back on my cock and played with her clit as she shimmied on my pole. Her tits glistened with milk, sweat and saliva as she belly- danced on top of me, thrusting her hips back and forth as I felt myself approaching the point of no return. "Aaaah, I'm cumming," I screamed, surprised at how feminine my voice sounded. Every nerve fiber in my being was humming as I felt my insides begin to melt. With the last ounce of my strength, I pulled Selima's hips toward me as I shot my load into her cunt. Just as the first orgasm was starting to fade, the second one ripped through me. I felt Selima fall away, still holding my cock firmly between her grasping pussy lips. A coolness descended on my crotch. And then, I passed out...... When my eyes fluttered open, they were both looking down at me. "How...long?" I croaked. "A couple of hours," said Selima. "We found out some interesting things, though. We need to have a little talk......" To be continued.......