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Note: this is my first foray into this world of fiction! I thought I'd give something back to a genre I've enjoyed (secretly) for a long time so this is my attempt. If you want any more written feel free to send a request and plot outline to [email protected] , otherwise I'll leave it be forevermore :) He wandered along the shopping mall at 9am, giving a wink to all the pretty girls he passed by, more often than not getting a little smile back. He was used to getting pretty good responses, sure every now and then some horrible creature would scowl at him for having the impertinence to shoot her a look, but he didn't care about that. And why would he, he had gotten laid with this perfect 10 the other night, she just fell into his lap, telling him that if he promised to play some stupid text game with her one day, then he would be able to do anything. So he made her all these promises, and afterward she got him to draw blood using this little knife thing in some kinky way, which he admitted was a bit creepy, but the sex was worth every second of pain, every second. She had been wild, an absolute demon, and her screams had driven him to the most powerful orgasm of his life. It still didn't mean he'd call her back though. Once he'd slept with someone, the thrill was completely gone. He lived for the chase. He stopped off at a little side coffee cart, and was contemplating whether to get a large or medium latte when his iphone went off though. He peered down at the message he had just received, from a withheld number. "Time for the game to begin. Are you ready?" He thought for a full 15 minutes about it, because if there was one thing he never, ever did, it was respond straight away to a message from a girl. Made you look too needy, and that was tantamount to surrender. But eventually, he did reply. "Sure, girl, what u got in mind? x" Then went back to his important coffee deliberations... but for some reason he felt extremely strange, like something had happened to him as soon as he sent that message. Weird. He got another message. "Good. The rules are simple. You will be given a series of challenges through text messages. Complete them all by midnight tonight, and you will win the game. The only way to lose the game is if you fail one of the challenges, or if a man cums inside of your new pussy. You are reading this correctly. You are going to become a girl. And not only that, but you shall also slowly grow more feminine, and as the challenges increase in difficulty, so shall your sexuality increase. If you win the game, you will become a monolith of a man, and be given the funds to live the lifestyle of your dreams. If you lose, you will remain as a female forever, and be doomed to be used as and when any man sees fit. Enjoy, Ashleigh. X" Ashley burst into a fit of laughter, surprising the man making his coffee at the machine, but he suddenly felt something inside the pit of his stomach,at first like a tiny itch, but then... a gut wrenching full bodied feeling. It increased in pitch, to cover his entire self, and he shook, and felt a sheer wave of terror as he ran headlong for the male mall bathroom, fortunately nearby. He doubled over in pain, closed his eyes, and fell to the bathroom floor, shaking all over... he held himself in the foetal position, shuddering, but then after what felt like an eternity, but was in actuality only a minute or so, it passed. He stoodup, trembling, and looked at the wall of the bathroom above the sinks. Ashley looked agape at himself in the mirror. He wouldn't have believed it unless he could see it, but there was the evidence right there. His face had definitely taken on a feminine tone to it, smooth skin, with beautiful auburn tresses hanging down his hair in curls, he was now quite certainly shorter, now 5'7, a good few inches smaller than his earlier 5'11 frame. His T-shirt now hung slightly baggily off, highlighting his small pert B-cup breasts which had now developed, and his dark blue jeans only clung to his slightly curved hips by virtue of a maximally tightened belt. He now felt... or rather felt the absence of, anything underneath his jeans where his manhood used to be. He cried out in sheer terror, but it came out high pitched and girlishly, just as a man entered the bathroom. "Uh, miss, you know this is the mens room, right?" he said, pointedly looking Ashleigh up and down. "Um... no, no, it's ok. I gotta go." Ash said, and ran out of the room, red faced, and terrified. What the hell was happening? How was this possible? The phone went. Ash looked at the latest message, holding the phone with her trembling hands. "Your first challenge is to get more fitting clothes. Go into the nearest store and buy yourself some panties, a bra (make sure it can stretch to at least a D though, sweetie), a black skater skirt, and a nice top, as well as some high heels. You have 30 minutes." Ashley, now Ashleigh, took a deep breath. Alright, so maybe this is a crazy dream, he thought, so he pinched himself... recoiling at the touch... no, I'm awake. If this is a fucked up game, it's one I am going to win. And I'll take my time, and I'll find out who did this... it must be that girl! I'll get her back. But she has to think at least I am playing by her rules. So I'll do this stupid crap, I'll wear these clothes. I just gotta survive until midnight. She steadied herself, and walked into the nearest fashionable looking womens shop, luckily still dead at this time in the morning, and was instantly set upon by a shop assistant. "Can I help you, miss?" she asked "Yes, I need a new outfit, and fast." "Ha, I can see that! Bad night on the town? You stuck wearing your boyfriends clothes?" "Something like that. Anyway, um, I need a skater skirt, a top, a-... bra and panties and such." "Oo you really going all out huh. Well, I got a complete set for you you might like, lets try it on you see how it goes." Without caring at all for anything other than how they fit, Ashleigh eventually got some simple white panties and a lacy white stretch bra, a black skirt, and a simple white top with a smiley face on it. It had been strange pulling on the panties over his (shaved!) pussy... the absence of a penis felt extremely odd and he had to confess to himself a little thrill as the comfortable wear covered his new female sex. He felt a slight revulsion as well, though, as despite his new body, he was still himself, and shuddered at the thought of his loss and that he may never again see it if he didn't finish this stupid game. The one benefit was that the high heels the woman had picked out were only 2inch, so he at least felt about his old height again, thought Ash ruefully, and the black tights were surprisingly, comfortable. "So, have a look. Think we done well. How you going to pay?" said the assistant, as she put Ashleigh standing in front of a mirror. Ash looked at himself... herself now, and frowned. Mainly because now, with all this stuff on, he looked like the sort of girl he would have loved to screw the hell out of just an hour ago. "Don't like it?" the assistant said, sounding surprised. "No... it's fine. Here, take this" she said and gave her more than enough to pay for the entire outfit, plus a big tip "and thanks a lot" before wandering outside of the store back into the waiting mall, now beginning to get a little bit busier, clutching a carrier bag containing all his old clothing, and walking a bit gingerly on the high heels. He then had a sudden thought that whoever was doing this to him must be watching, else they wouldn't know he'd completed the challenge, so he looked around the mall, which was two stories tall with escalators at either end. There were too many people though, and none of them seemed to be looking at him in any overt unusual way. His phone went while he was watching. "Very good. You've completed this first challenge. Now, walk up to the nearest bench, take what is underneath it, a parcel, and drink the bottle inside. Bin those other clothes and shoes, you won't need them, and if you win the challenge, you'll have more than any cash to compensate anyway" Ash wandered up to the bench, set the carrier bag of clothes in the bin nearby, and looked. Sure enough there was a small package, with the name "Ashleigh" written on it. She opened up the pack and there was indeed an unlabelled plastic bottle with some clear contents. She scrutinized it for a minute, then decided that she had no choice but to drink it. She did so. And felt nothing. At least for a minute. Then suddenly, eyes wide, Ash could feel something happening around his body... he clutched at his chest again, as he felt those pert breasts seem to grow larger still, now straining against the bra he had just purchased and his figure widen at the hips - and he knew he had just become shorter! Another text came through. "That bottle was a special formula I created myself. It will have heightened your levels of Oestrogen to roughly twice that of a regular woman, and sped up your changes a little. You will find it a little bit more difficult to get through your next challenges. Namely, you must now kiss a random man that passes by, and get yourself invited out to a party or club with lots of people. The kiss must be passionate, and on the lips, not a peck on the cheek. This shouldn't prove too difficult. You have an hour." Ash was enraged at first. He wanted to smash his phone, but he contented himself with beating on the bench with his now smaller fists, and screamed in rage. After a few seconds of fruitless aggression, he settled himself down, and felt tears welling up... it was not fair, why were they doing this to him? Why him? Why do this to anyone? His rage passed and all he felt was pure shame, to the point which he burst into tears, and held his head in his hands. There was no doubting that this was going to get a lot worse before it got better. After a few minutes, he finally composed himself, and looked up... to be greeted by a strange man looking down at her with compassion. "You okay?" "Yes, I think so," he said, now ashamed at his lack of composure. It must have been the chemicals.... he was feeling incredibly emotional now. He was going to have to fight these hormones and fight hard. "Well, don't beat yourself up, he's obviously not worth it" he said, with a slight smile, his eyes flicked down to Ashleighs now rather ample breasts for an instant then back to her eyes. "Huh? Oh... this isn't what you think," Ash said, noting with a scream in his mind that his voice had become even higher pitched. "What is it then?" he said. "Nothing..." Ashleigh responded, then picked herself up and dusted herself down, walking up to the man (who, she noted again with a thought-scream, now dwarfed her considerably in height). "I know when a woman says nothing, she means 'everything'. Anything I can do for you? How about a coffee or something?" he said. She peered up at him, this black haired, slightly stubbled, 6'0 tall man with blue eyes and a stocky physique. Ash thought, well, at least I won't have to put too much effort into this last challenge. Hormones did me this one good thing. "You could er, kiss me," she said, and tried to avoid the revulsion she felt showing on her face. Best to get it over with quickly. "What? I'm sorry, but..." Ash just closed his eyes, got on to his tiptoes, grabbing the man by the collar and pulled him down to her face, for a kiss... it was long, and drawn out, and filled with scents and feelings that although similar, were also extremely different in little details. After a second, he put his arms around her and rubbed her back gently, which drew an involuntary shiver from the extremely hormonal Ash. After a drawn out period, Ash pulled away. "Er, wow. I was going to say I'm taken," he said. Shit, thought Ashleigh, disgusting and a waste of time. Her anger and revulsion began to creep back in. "But in all honesty, things have not been going so well anyway. I'm going to break up with her. In fact, I'll go see her now and tell her as much. What are you up to tonight? I don't even know your name..." "It's Ashleigh," Ashleigh said in what was to her, her over girlish voice. She winced slightly, involuntarily, but said. "Got no plans. You?" "Well... I was going to invite a bunch of my college friends over for a flat warming to celebrate escaping the house, we're at the college campus at this address." He handed her a little invite, to 'Donald and Dave's Flippant Flatwarming', the address printed on the underside. "I'll make sure my ex isn't there. It'll be fun. You can bring some friends too if you like, there'll probably be a lot of people though." "Oh, great. Sounds good!" Ash said, thinking, well, done your next fucking challenge, whoever you are. Didn't even have to try. Pity I don't have any god damn friends that would recognise me (and not try to bang me, lets be honest), thought Ash. "We'll start at 8, anyway, see you there. You got a phone?" "Oh, yeah. Here's my number. See you later, I guess. Thanks, Dave?" "It's Donald actually." "Oh, Donald." Ash couldn't help a smile passing his lips. "Don't laugh. Can't pick our names, can we, Ashleigh. Right, I got stuff to do. Bye." he said, and strode off, a smile playing on his lips. Ash watched him go, then settled back on the bench, realising then that shit, there were no pockets on this skirt and she'd need a handbag too. Little differences, ugh. I'm so going to get laid tonight. She even bought the shit about a girlfriend. Chicks are so gullible. She smelled so good, too... thought Donald as he wandered off. After a little while of sitting down deep in thought, (having purchased a new handbag), Ashleigh realised that there hadn't been any messages from his would be antagonist captors for a while, so he thought, well, to hell with it, I'm getting something to eat, and decided to go off to the nearest fast food joint. He went to the plaza where all the main chains stood, and waited in line for a burger, noting with a frown that lots of male eyes trailed over her current form. She ordered a double burger, which brought a strange look from the retailer, whose eyes seemed to say "how can you be so thin if you're eating this stuff?", and promptly devoured it at a table, while a group of 14-15 year old boys pointed at her and sniggered. He had never felt so self conscious in his life, and felt his emotions surge once more as tears came to Ashleighs eyes... really need to get a grip and get a handle on this, it's not that bad, he thought, slurping at his soda. Whatever was in that god damn drink has a lot to answer for. It's just so absurd. He mused, shuddering but then finally managing to control himself, and then, somehow, managed to force out a little laugh. The burger devoured, Ashleigh steadied, and rose, putting the tray above the bin and binning the rubbish - as the phone went once again. Finally. "Hey ma, u cumin 2 clubbin 2nite, or did u score last nite with that hot chick u were all over? I went home wiv Katie again, lol!" It was his friend, Brian. Ash's best wingman, and drinking buddy anyway. Shit. He thought for a minute (no point playing stupid text games with a wingman) and sent a reply. "Yea I scored with her. She was hot, but it's a complicated situation. I can't go clubbing tonight, but have fun dude." He pondered whether to tell him about his situation, seriously. Some backup would be appreciated ... whoever did this to him hadn't specified that he couldn't contact anyone from the outside, but he supposed that they just might not expect him to do so. And they were probably right. How the hell could you explain something like this to anyone you knew, and how could you possibly expect them to treat you the same afterwards, even if things worked out? "Weak. Come on, u owe me a beer," came the reply. "Don't try 2 beer pressure me. I won't break. I'll explain 2morrow man" Ash texted back. "Pussy." Ash didn't bother to respond to that. For want of a better idea, he decided he'd had enough of the mall now, and began to head out, back home to his flat. His flatmate was away After an uncomfortable taxi back, he wandered into his apartment, feeling tired, run down, and confused. It felt so strange to be somewhere so familiar but be so different. He was now a great deal shorter of course, and so the place just looked out of proportion to him. It was after midday now, closer to 2pm, but in the run down state, he just quickly went to the bathroom (again, familiar, but very different!) threw everything off except the newly purchased lingerie, and went to bed. Again, so familiar but so strange... despite all the thoughts bubbling around, Ash feel asleep, without noticing the changes his body continued to undergo slowly... Woken by the phone going off. Another message. "It's almost time. Get your clothes on. And look outside your front door. Get a shower. And put on the makeup in the bag provided best you can." Ugh. Thought Ash. At least I'm halfway through this shit. And picked herself up, walked out, and opened the front door. Sure enough, there was a small package in there. Ash picked it up, took it inside, and wandered into the bathroom. Ash took the bra off, and panties, and finally managed to muster the courage to look into the mirror that was present above the sink. Holy shit. He thought, looking at the stunning form that was now presented. A perfect, beautiful hour glass body. A face to kill for, with flawless skin, and curling auburn hair that fell in tresses around her shoulders. Breasts that, although still in proportion, sat now huge and firm, despite their size - now clearly a DD - on that now shorter, about 5'5 frame. And a perfect, untouched pussy, that Ash thought, with tears now welling up, the likes of which he would have done anything to enter just 24 hours ago. Fuck it all, thought Ash, as she stepped into the shower "if winning this stupid game makes me the male version of this, it'll be worth it" he said aloud. She turned the shower on - argh, caught by errant freezing cold drops - and stood at the side until it warmed up before stepping in, and grabbing the bodywash. He spent a few minutes scrubbing various areas, face, body, legs, arms, before a stray thought hit him... well, I'll never have this chance again. Might as well see what it's like, out of scientific curiosity alone. Ash put a hand down to his female parts, and began to rub around the area he'd learned with great skill to stimulate. Jesus christ, he thought, as she got hit by an unbelievably powerful sensation and a gasp escaped her mouth. It supposed to be like this? I'd better not... no... a little more. And kept rubbing around that sensitive area, stimulating her new clitoris. Another gasp escaped her lips, and she drew her hand away briefly. To hell with it. She thought, and plunged her finger in to her pussy, in and out a few times. The pleasure was incredible. She let out a soft moan. She plunged in and out a few more times before Ash's conscience finally kicked in. No... no. No more of this. I can't. It's probably what those bastards want. And stopped. It frightened Ash, a little. Was it always like this for women? Maybe that pill had some other hidden effect too. Ash put her clothing back on, and began to attempt to apply the makeup provided. He'd grown up with a sister so it wasn't too much of a challenge to do a passable job... and stepped back to look at the visage of herself in the mirror. "Oh," he gasped. She had gone from being merely attractive to being a perfect 10. Bastards knew what they were doing. Oh well, could be worse. Ash walked outside, locked the door, and wandered into the street. Hailed a taxi down. It was 7:30PM, plenty of time to find this place he was supposed to be going, and told the taxi driver the address, who made some stupid jokes and wouldn't shut up the whole 20 minutes it took to get there. Nerves started jangling, this was an utterly alien experience. Ash was a confident person at the best of times, and this business was something very strange indeed. Oh well. Might look strange showing up alone, but whatever, this insane experience would soon be over once and for all. Ash's phone went. "Your final challenge is twofold. One, to drink two bottles of wine hidden in the lobby under the stairs within the next hour and two, you must, now you have arrived at this party, remain here for the duration of this event, sleeping there if allowed to, or you shall remain in this body for the duration of your life. Enjoy." Shit. Thought Ash. Oh well, at least the drink would pass the time. They pulled up at 8 on the dot, there was loud music coming from a flat above, in a block, and laughter, obviously where Ash was supposed to go. He paid the taxi driver, who winked, said have a good time sweetie, and drove off, and wandered to the front door - open, despite the lock and buzzer, walking up to the stairs under the lobby - sure enough, two bottles of wine in a plastic bag. She rolled it up, and walked up the stairs to the flat itself. The music grew louder still until eventually she found the point of origin, door open with some casually dressed students standing outside. She spoke to them, a bit nervously (god, so strange to hear my voice like this, even after so many hours) thought Ash. They looked her up and down. "Er, is this Donalds party?" "Nope," said one long haired, tall boy. This through Ash completely off kilter. "Uh-...." she said, feeling her cheeks flush. "I must be in the wrong pl- " "This is Nayman's party. But Donald's here. In the living room, playing a drinking game. Go right in, or hang with us. I'm Bill" he extended a hand. Ash shook it, but silently wandered into the flat. It was much like any other student flat - filled with people in various stages of drunkenness. But it was extremely busy. Obviously these guys were the big dogs on campus. There was even dancing going on in the little hallways, with loud music everywhere. There must have been at least 40 people crammed into this tiny little flat. She entered the living room. The TV was on, but silent, and music was blaring (some cheesy pop), and there were a lot of people laughing and joking and making strange gestures around a table. All their thumbs were on the table for some reason, except for two of them. They looked up. There were about a dozen playing this game, all with drinks in front of them. Donald was amongst them. "Oh, hey Ash, you came? Here, we're just playing a game. You should join in! Let me tell you the rules." One of the men shifted over, to give her more room to sit down. "Alright," he continued "Basically, the thumb master is Matt over there. If he puts his thumb on the table, everyone else has to. The last one to do it, has to drink two fingers worth of a glass. You got a drink?" Ash nodded, and brought out the two bottles of wine. "Great. Okay. The other rule is, you have to point with your elbows. Now, we go around the table dealing the cards. If you get a 2 it's 2 fingers, if it's 4 it's 4 fingers, 3 reverses direction, and the Black Jack means you have to down your drink. You have to go first, so..." Somehow, Ash lost more than he knew he should but he didn't care. It WAS quite fun, and the drink took the edge off. The night became a blur (he was such a lightweight now, he'd hardly drank anything!) but he remembered talking rubbish, and dancing... in fact, he remembered being with Donald on a dancefloor and shoving him away and just bouncing around, not caring what was happening, and some sensations overtook him and he maybe got TOO into the role, playing with men, and vaguely remembered some huge guy teasing her and just annoyedly flirting with him, even kissing at some point just to mess with him, but it was kind of nice, and then just drinking more and more and even flashing her hgue breasts for some photo (hey, Ash wouldn't have them for much longer, right?) and then collapsing on a bed somewhere, not caring where she was anymore... fun... Ashleigh, despite her fragile state and drunked stupor, was having the most wonderful dream. There was an incredibly beautiful woman on top, who had the most delicate touch of any woman Ash had ever known. She was rubbing the inside of her face, delivering light kisses to his body, and moving her hands slowly down her sides, caressing as she went ever so gently. The time it was taking to get to any delicate are was deliberately excruciating, but joyous, and slowly as she felt the womans hands go down his thighs in little circles, he let out a little gasp of pleasure even in his dreamstate. This was amazing. The dream woman moved her hands ever so slowly towards the inside of Ash's thighs, up, where Ash knew the pleasure would only intensify. He didn't know if he could hold on without blowing his load straight away, but somehow he held on, and then the woman pushed her fingers ... inside of him. And kissed his midriff... then moved one hand up to her huge breasts, tracing light circles around her nipples. Ash let out a moan of sheer ecstasy, but then bit her tongue and woke up - only to realise that it wasn't a beautiful woman but the large man who was doing all this to her. Her eyes betrayed her surprise, and the man looked enquiringly into her eyes, almost as if to ask if he should carry on. This was worrying. Ash knew he should shake his head, say no, scream, or shout at him to go away, but in her lightheaded state, her body was doing the thinking for her and she just impaled herself a little on his fingers, as he carried on making those circles around her clitoris. It was unbelievable, far better than anything Ash had ever felt as a man. Ash was trying, groggily, to remember something, some important detail about all this... but she just sighed and moaned again breathlessly as he brought her to a yet higher level of pleasure, her entire body responding now. After a few minutes of sheer expertise, the man moved his head down to her pussy, and began to use his tongue, again in and out and circles, and Ash felt a jolt begin around her body, and rise again, almost a crescendo, now not caring about the noises she was making (which were considerable), and he went in and out with his tongue, darting it around, watching her as she lay on her back, now holding her breasts tightly, her pleasure rising, and rising, and - He stopped. And leaned back on the bed. He looked like he was having some doubts himself... he was naked, huge, his body showing the effects of some serious time spent in the gym. His huge member stood erect, easily 8 inches. I can't do this, it's... what was it they said. No. She was so close. She sat up, and pulled her panties on, her breasts heaving, hardly constrained by the simple white bra she wore. She was still shivering from the pleasure. She knew she shouldn't,... he looked at her imploringly, and she couldn't help herself any more, she had to have more... she leaned forward, and took his cock in her mouth whole.... he moaned now, a deep, guttural thing. Somehow, the taste of it only heightened her arousal, as she took him as deep as she could (not as easy as you'd think). Ash thought back to the girls who had done this for him all of a sudden and stopped, looking up at the face of the muscular guy, who had his eyes rolled back now... "take it all baby" he moaned and she got a jolt all the way through her body and somehow opened her throat to take the entire throbbing shaft deep inside her mouth, one hand caressing his balls... He started stroking the back of Ashleighs neck, and unthinkingly undid the clasps on her bra, letting her breasts fall free, incredible mounds (had they increased even more in size?) as she made slurping sounds, sucking now without any self conscious shame. He stopped her now, and laid her down flat, tracing his fingers around her abdomen, as she lay on her back, a perfect hourglass shape, and moved his hands to her panties, looking into her eyes now, as if for a trace of any last resistance... of which, Ashleigh knew in his mind he should be screaming out... "No, you can't do this, you're a man, you don't want to be fucked, you can't..." but there was only biological urges driving her forward now, she moaned as he drew her panties down and moved her legs apart... the moment of truth had come, and his slick cock moved forward to the edge of her vagina... the anticipation was electric, he ran a hand over her breasts lightly, andmoved himself forward just to the tip of her glistening, moist pussy, and left it there, she tensed but he did not enter... "Do you want me to fuck you?" he whispered, roughly... Ashleigh didn't, couldn't reply. "Say it," he said. Still, Ashleigh didn't reply. He moved his penis lightly around her clitoris, she gave out a tiny gasp, but did not speak. "Say it." he said again... but there was still no answer forthcoming. So he took his cock away and slid himself backwards away from her... Ashleigh's mind was screaming no, no, no... but she whimpered, suddenly, "Yes.... fuck me..." "What was that?" he said, sliding himself to her entrance again. "Fuck me.... please.... please fuck me." "Good," he grunted, and entered her, slowly, pushing in... with a look of surprise. Asheleigh winced slightly as he broke through her hymen, but then changed her expression as the pleasure returned tenfold, and she moaned with sheer pleasure. "Your pussy feels incredible" he breathlessly said as he withdrew and entered her again, her moist pussy clamping around his huge cock... the pleasure was unbelievable, it was the most intense experience of Ashleighs life so far. He slowly entered and withdrew, it was all Ash could do to not scream in joy but she caught herself sighing as he entered her over and over and over again. She felt her pleasure rising... like the building before you come as a man, but it didn't seem to stop there... she felt it rising higher... and beyond anything else before... she was moaning now, loudly, unable to stop the breath's coming out of her as he slowly entered her over and over again... she looked up at the monolith of a man entering her, his eyes rolled back in bliss as he fucked her pussy, getting a little faster now with expert ease... her pleasure increasing... It was unbelievable. She felt it throughout her whole body as he rubbed over her clitoris over and over, the wet fucking sounds only adding to her arousal as he continued to fuck her. She was close now, she could feel it - but he put a hand over her mouth to 'shh' her... "Too loud, baby," he said... and still entered her. Ash was transfixed, paralysed by the sheer waves of pleasure engulfing her... he stopped suddenly. Why was he stopping, Ash wanted to cry out! But he stopped her by planting a sloppy kiss on her, still lying back... "Nearly came, baby, I had to stop for a sec..." he whispered... "Okay," she said, her incredibly high pitched voice a shock even to Ash. He collared her and pulled her to him on her side, still kissing, then turned her over roughly, so her back was to him, and suddenly pulled her back, impaling her on his long shaft. She moaned, now, her hair back in his face, as he easily handled her entire body back on to his rock hard cock, impaling her again and again, her breasts moving with the rhythm which was building once more. She quickly found her pleasure again, as he fucked her incredibly moist pussy, moans of sheer bliss escaping her, as her pleasure increased like waves... a wave,... building higher and higher,.... she bit her lip but she couldn't stop the noises she made as her wet pussy got fucked... and then suddenly, like the top of a wave, she came. The pleasure was unbelievable, like the best orgasm Ash had EVER had, but it didn't go away... it remained, while her man increased his intensity, fucking her even harder, keeping her at the levels of indescribale pleasure. She screamed as he entered her over and over again... and then clamped a hand over her mouth, muffling her. And stopped entering her. Again, it was like a void. Ash turned around, and looked at him, not understanding. "I found your pills baby, you safe?" he said as he withdrew. She was confused. Why had he stopped? "Um, yeah..." "You're amazing, for a virgin," he said, kissing her lightly on the forehead. "Mind if I finish? Only fair, seeing as you can't have ALL the fun," he laughed. Ash laughed too, a silly girlish thing, a little dizzy from the pleasure before. "I don't know! You're amazing too though... that felt... I can't even describe it." "Yeah, I know. Let's see if we can't do it again. I can tell you like it rough," he said, and hugged her to him, before getting up, and pulling her around so she was on her hands and knees with her bountiful, amazing rear exposed to him once more. Ashleigh wanted to resist, as he senses started to come back - but it was too late as he put his index and middle fingers into her labia, and plunged them forward a few times as he got himself hard once again, his cock ready to go... he plunged forth into her, impaling her once more, it felt so incredibly DEEP this time that she let out a gasp of shock, a little pain, and intense pleasure. He grabbed her hair now, and turned her so she was looking back into his smiling eyes as he fucked her... not soft now, but hard, and plunging deeper and deeper and deeper as she moaned with the intensity... it hurt a little but the pleasure was so great now, as the wet slapping noises intensified... it got better and better and again she was crying out in delight, as he entered her over and over. He slapped her lightly on her ass, and kept pulling her hair back so she was fully impaled on his shaft, as he hit her womb over and over again... "Oh my god," he moaned out, "your body is amazing... I'm going to cum soon! Can I cum inside you..." he said, pulling her hair back... and he increased his thrusts, as Ashleigh barely took in what he said... "Uh-uh-uh," was all she could manage, but then he stopped. It was horrible. She had been just about to cum! "You're amazing yourself..." Ash managed to breathe out... "Don't stop." "I have to," he said, dully. "I can't...." Ash's mind screamed now. It couldn't end here but... it had to. She couldn't let him. It was ... no. She was so close.... he tried to stop himself but she said, suddenly, in a high pitched, breathless voice. "It's okay... cum inside me baby," she whispered "What?" "You can cum inside me..." she said again. "Okay baby," he said. "Oh my god, .... you feel so good," he said again as he entered her once more, and Ash's pleasure returned, tenfold, straight away. He increased his intensity, grunting, as she let out some moans, which gradually became animalistic as he increased his intensity. Her pussy felt so good as he rammed her and she came to a crescendo now, she could feel her entire body tense as she came so close to orgasming again, an unbelievable feeling... she shouted "cum inside me baby, go on, oh god!" and suddenly the man let out an animal, deep, grunt, and she felt the penis inside her throb and release a tide as she was racked by orgasm, as he came inside her from behind, his seed filling her entire being... she screamed in sheer pleasure, oh it was amazing, Ash felt the waves of hormonal bliss fall over her as he grunted and ejaculated inside. "You're an amazing fuck for a virgin... I gotta go. See you round," he said after a few breathless minutes lying down. A text appeared on the phone. "Well done, Ash. I knew you'd be a slut. Enjoy being used by assholes like this over and over again, as you bloat out. We didn't know what sort of girl you'd be but I suspected all along. All the pills did was help you with your fertility. You're probably pregnant now. Enjoy the rest of your life being ruined by me, the same you once did to other women. Enjoy."