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Rose felt a tingling and tightness in her breasts. The sensation was
awkward and foreign, enough to get her attention while she flipped
through the channels of her TV. She moved to adjust her bra believing it
must have shifted or bunched up only to remember she hadn't yet put one
on for the day. Still feeling the strange sensations she stood up from
her bed and walked towards the mirror on her closet door, removing her
top as she did.
At first, everything seemed normal and as it should. She couldn't feel
anything unusual and she didn't see anything that could be wrong, but
just then, a small twinge in her nipple drew her attention. As her gaze
settled on her nipples she watched as they became aroused, engorging and
pushing up from the soft skin of her breasts. She had always been proud.
Her breasts were pleasantly large and were above average for a girl with
such a small frame. Her nipples were plump and enticing, encouraging the
men she had been with to pay special attention to them. Her boyfriend
was an especially big fan
Except this time her nipples didn't seem to be quite up to the job. She
pressed her fingers lightly into her breast as she flicked her nipples.
She closed her eyes briefly at the sensation as she enjoyed the touch.
Her nipples were hard but they didn't have the same fullness she was
used to seeing. They were much slimmer. Where they would normally be
about the size of the tip of her pinky they now looked to be half that
or less. They were by no means small now but with such a sudden change
her mind quickly raced to something dire. Weren't there forms of breast
cancer that could cause this?
In a moment of panic she rubbed at her nipples again hoping they were
not fully aroused but she knew better and she knew how they felt.
Looking back in the mirror she stifled a gasp. Was it her imagination or
were her breasts looking less full? Rose cupped her breasts and felt
their weight as she examined their curves. Something was definitely
wrong.
As she watched, her soft brown areolas puffed little by little pushing
her nipples out and giving the front of her breasts a slight conical
shape. Her breasts looked wrong with her now puffy areolas on large full
breasts but just as quickly as she noticed this they began to correct
themselves. Slowly, but what was still far too fast for Rose, her round
and heavy breasts began to slim and recede. For a moment she could
imagine two balloons deflating to the high pitch sounds of air escaping
- but these were no balloons and before her, her breasts were
disappearing.
First they began to thin out and lose mass taking away the plump melon
shape men had adored. They continued to shrink into the shape of a tear
drop, hanging less off her chest - sitting high with a tight firmness.
Where her nipples once pointed a bit upwards thanks to the size of her
breasts they now pointed straight forward with the loss. Her hands
scrambled across her chest trying to grab hold, hoping that somehow her
efforts could prevent what was happening. As her hands grasped
frantically she recoiled and sucked in air as her fingers pressed too
roughly on the flesh around her nipples. It hurt!
Her breasts felt sore as she watched with horror. What was left of her
smaller tear shaped breasts disappeared quickly leaving behind only a
puffy mound behind her areolas and nipples. Her breasts hadn't looked
like this since she was a child in middle school and had begun puberty.
At this rate she would just barely fit into a training bra if she would
bother using one at all.
Rose sobbed quietly to herself, her arms crossed against her diminished
chest. Men had loved to stare at her breasts and she had loved to show
them but now what would she do? She felt a strange detachment from the
events she had just witnessed. She was afraid and upset but it was
dulled with an odd sense of acceptance. She couldn't seem to work
herself up to "freaking out" or seeking out help.
Almost automatically she moved to gather some clothes to get dressed.
She didn't want to see what was left of her breasts anymore. She grabbed
a bra that had been hanging from her dresser and went to put it on. She
sighed knowing there was no way it would fit her any longer but she put
it on anyways. At least she could add some padding so no one else would
notice.
As she finished fastening her bra she stopped and look down. The bra lay
tight against her chest, hugging the new small breasts she had. She
removed it quickly to look at the tag and was startled to see that it
read 32AA. Somehow her bras had changed with her body.
This was beginning to be too much for Rose to handle. She felt that she
should hide in her room and avoid the world outside but the same strange
disconnect that was preventing her panic overrode this notion. Perhaps
it would be best if she went out to take her mind off of what had just
happened. She decided to go for a drive and get some fresh air. She
finished dressing in a hurry, putting on a pair of jeans and a powder
blue Hello Kitty tshirt and left her apartment.
As she reached her car and got in she failed to notice that she had to
duck just a bit more to sit in her car. What she did notice was that her
seat felt cramped and that it needed to be adjusted back just a hair.
Too mundane for her to think more of it she mentally convinced herself
that it must have been bumped forward the last time she drove. Casually
driving through the city had always been one of her favorite ways to
zone out and relax.
She had been driving for a while, frequently readjusting the seat belt
as it slid around agitating her sensitive nipples. She huffed in
frustration, not used to the seat belt having so much wiggle room. As
she passed through the downtown area she became steadily annoyed at the
mirrors in her car. They all seemed to be out of place. After adjusting
her rear view mirror Rose neared a park and pulled over to safely fix
them. She justified that they must have been shaken out of place by the
potholes in town or someone had moved them while her car had been parked
in the lot of her apartment building.
Not finding the peace she had hoped for she decided it was time head
home for the evening. Her boyfriend, Sean, wouldn't be home from work
until after eleven which meant she still had a few hours of time to
herself. She needed some time to come up with a plan. She worried how he
would react to the change to her breasts. She wondered if she would be
able to wear some padding for the night but she know that whatever she
tried it wouldn't last long. Sean often liked to play before bed and he
was particularly fond of her breasts.
When she returned to her apartment and parked her car she adjusted the
seat back once again. She had been feeling like she was on top of the
pedals by the time she had made it home. Walking into her apartment she
locked the door and tossed her keys and purse onto the kitchen table.
Wanting to loosen up a bit she went to the cupboard and pulled down a
wine glass. She didn't take the time to notice that where she would have
had to stretch to reach before to reach that she could now grab one
easily.
Uncorking a bottle and pouring herself a glass she relaxed onto the sofa
with her drink. Today was beginning to get out of hand but no matter how
much she wanted to panic the feelings wouldn't rise. She knew things
were wrong and that she had changed but it was as if her mind was
telling her to go along with it. She scratched idly at her wavy brown
hair as she finished her glass and poured a second.
Feeling a chill on her stomach she moved to pull her shirt down only to
find it was too short to do so. Had it shrunk the last time she washed
it? That just wasn't possible. It was long enough to cover her when she
left. She lifted her shirt and peered down at her tummy. If she didn't
know better she would have guessed that she had put on a few pounds. Her
stomach was normally nice and flat, not toned like an athlete but soft
like someone that eats well to keep their figure. Sure enough, she could
see now that her stomach was a bit pudgier that it had been before. It
wouldn't have been enough for the average person to see anything wrong
but knowing her body as well as she did she couldn't miss it.
Staring at her belly she leaned over and pulled off her top. It was time
for her to take a look at herself in the mirror again and she dreaded
what she would find. Tossing the shirt aside as she entered her room she
unhooked her bra and set it down as well. She made a mental note of how
little her chest jiggled as she walked to the mirror. Looking herself
over she checked for anything out of the ordinary.
Her eyes drifted past her chest - at least they hadn't gotten any
smaller. She put her hands on her hips and began to turn from side to
side. She had definitely put on some weight. She was no where near fat
or even heavy but her torso had a fuller look to it. It was as if she
had added a few pounds of weight everywhere. Pulling her scale over to
the mirror she hopped on. Looking down it read 127lbs. That was 15lbs.
more than she had weighed at the beginning of the week. She wondered how
that was even possible with the amount of mass she had lost in her
breasts.
At this moment she noticed that despite her sudden weight gain her hips
hadn't seemed to gain any of it. Putting her hands on her hips once
again she noticed how little they stuck out from the rest of her
midsection. She had, had nice gentle curves before, enough for someone
to hold onto and for others to admire her figure. Now she could slide
her hands down her sides and barely register her hips at all. She
scratched her head once again and coughed. Whatever had happened to her
breasts was still affecting the rest of her body.
She stepped off the scale and thought it best if she were to take the
rest of her clothes off. She needed to know what else was happening. She
bent down to remove her shoes and missed the feeling of her breasts
hanging free. As she untied and pulled them off they gave a bit of
resistance before her feet fell free and were able to breath. She undid
her pants and began to slide them off noticing how much tighter they
felt.
She grabbed one of her shoes and looked at it. If her bra had changed
maybe her shoes had too. Looking at the label she read "Woman's Size
14." This stunned her completely. What she had expected to read was size
8. Her feet had nearly doubled in size! She quickly removed her socks
and blindly tossed them to the side. Staring down at her feet they
looked almost foreign. They were noticeably larger and her toes had a
thicker quality to them. She was too afraid to even look at her pants
and confirm her fears.
As she stood and scratched at her head she was startled by the buzzer to
her apartment ringing harshly. Quickly she pulled up her pants again and
tossed her tshirt back on. Running to the panel near her door the buzzer
shrieked again, "Hello?" she said.
"Hey, can you buzz me up? I have a package for you and I need you to
sign," shouted the voice through the box.
Rose pressed the door release and waited. Sean must have ordered
something from the internet. Seconds later there was a knock on her door
and she opened it with a, "hi." The UPS man standing in front of her was
on the shorter side and she looked slightly down at him.
"Here you are," he said as he handed her a small brown box and turned
his electronic pad for her to sign. He gave her an odd look that she
didn't quite know what to make of.
Reaching for the pen she almost gasped as she saw her hand. Her nails
were short and painted a soft pink as usual but her hands looked
positively huge. She was sure they weren't much larger than normal but
her fingers weren't as slim and the muscles in her hand were more
prominent. She hurriedly finished writing her name and quickly shut the
door on the delivery man. He hadn't stopped giving her that weird look
and she was worried what it meant.
Things were moving too quickly and she didn't know why she was changing.
How could her body do this to her? She had always eaten healthy and
exercised when she could. Setting the package on the table she hurried
back into her room and stripped off her pants and shirt once again as
she looked in the mirror. Her face had a harder look to it and it took
her a short time to figure out what was different. Her jaw appeared to
be more defined and her nose was a bit larger than before. Even her
cheekbones seemed to have become less prominent. Rose traced the
contours of her face noting that her lips thinner as well.
Tilting her head this way and that looking for anything different, it
was when she tilted her chin up that she noticed the small lump on her
throat. Her hand shot up quickly as she felt at it. It had be her Adam's
apple sticking out just enough for her to notice. Almost as if in
response to the discovery she swallowed and it noticeably moved.
That was when she realized what was happening. There was no other
explanation that she could find. Something was slowly changing her into
a man. Bit by bit her body had been losing it's femininity and there
seemed to be nothing she could do about it. She started to laugh, softly
at first and then louder. If someone had been with her they would have
thought she was going mad at the sudden outburst. The laughs were
heavier, deeper than she was used to. Still feminine in sound, for now,
but how much longer would that last?
She looked back to the mirror and to her face. Knowing what to look for
she could see it almost as clear as day. Her jaw had a harder cut to it
and gave the appearance that it wouldn't look to out of the ordinary if
there had been some stubble on it. She rubbed her chin to feel for it
but there was none to be found, although her hand came away with
foundation that she hadn't recalled putting on.
She stepped into her bathroom to the sink noting that her gait was a bit
longer and her hips rolled less. She bent over the sink and washed her
face, removing the foundation from it. After she patted her face dry and
looked into the bathroom mirror she saw what she had hoped she would
not. Across her chin and cheeks, part of her neck and her upper lip she
saw the faintest of gray shadows. She felt again for stubble and found
none but she knew that given enough time she would.
She left the bathroom, bumping into the door frame on the way out,
cursing in a huskier voice. Her shoulders were more broad and her
balance was off. She wandered back to the couch and plopped down in an
uncaring fashion, nude except for her panties. Even they looked like
they were tighter than they should be and rode low on the little hips
she still had. She took up her glass and bottle of wine and poured
another, and another, until she forgot how much she had, had to drink
and dozed off.
It must have been hours later when she felt someone shaking her awake.
Her eyes drifted open lazily and she noted that the room was dark except
for the light from the bathroom that she must have left on. Looking up
groggily at the face in front of her she saw that it was Sean. She
stifled a scream behind her hand. She knew that she couldn't let him see
her like this. She had gotten lost in the wine and fell asleep before
she could figure out what to do and now here he was right in front of
her.
"You still look pretty tired, hun. Why don't you head to bed? I'm going
to turn the light on for a sec to put my things away and grab a bite
from the kitchen." Sean stepped away from her and reached out towards a
lamp on the table near the couch.
"No, don't!" Rose yelped. Was that really her voice? It sounded so deep
and masculine from what she was used to. It still had a softer feminine
tone to it almost like a man imitating a woman's voice but not quite.
She slapped her hands over her mouth with her eyes wide.
The light flicked on as Sean said, "What are you talking about?" He
looked at the nearly empty bottle of wine and then to Rose and her near
nakedness. His eyes panned up her body for what felt like an eternity,
"It looks like you had your own little celebration in here." He smiled
and grabbed the bottle and glass, turning towards the kitchen to go
about his business.
Rose sat upright on the sofa with her eyes wide. Surely he had seen her
masculine body? She looked down and didn't notice any significant new
changes. It dawned on her that maybe, just maybe, if whatever was
causing this could change her clothes than it might be able to change
the people around her as well. Maybe this was how Sean always thought
she looked. Her hand touched her panties and felt no discernible
difference. At least for now she was still a woman. If she crossed the
threshold would that make Sean gay? For that matter, would that make her
gay?
Determined to make the best of the situation before things had gone too
far for her, she stood up and prowled her way into the kitchen trying to
move her new contours as sexily as she could. She found Sean closing the
fridge with a piece of pizza hanging from his mouth. When he looked up
and noticed her, the pizza fell forgotten from his mouth.
Without an exchange of words their eyes met and Sean stepped forward to
embrace her. His hands slid down her back as their lips met and they
kissed. For just a moment, Rose wondered if Sean would still kiss her
like this when he would be able to feel the hairs on her face. Ignoring
that thought she moaned into his mouth as he grasped her ass. At least
that much of her hadn't changed.
Having not noticed that she was nearly the same height as her six foot
tall boyfriend, Sean began to pull her towards the bedroom. Once, he
would have lifted her up and carried her but she could tell that she had
probably put on even a few more pounds since she had checked earlier.
She followed him into the bedroom her larger hand in his. Sean
undressed, first tackling the belt at his waist and then the buttons on
his shirt.
Tossing off his shirt and pulling his pants off he went to grab Rose. As
he took hold of her he spun her towards the bed and lay her on her back
as he started to climb over her body. He kissed and caressed his way up
her legs and over her belly. He stopped just before her tiny new breasts
and watched as she scratched an itch, "You know I don't mind if you take
it off."
She tilted her head as if not understanding and thought for a second
that he must have meant her panties. As she began to move her arms down
to get at them, Sean leaned forward and lifted her head gently by the
back of her neck with one hand while the other reached to the top of her
head. In a swift motion she felt Sean tug at her head and watched as he
pulled a brown wig with wavy hair into view. Once again she swallowed a
gasp and clenched her eyes shut. She was afraid to see what little hair
she had under the wig. It was just one more step to becoming a man.
"Sean, could you get up for a moment please? I need to use the
restroom."
Sean rolled off of her and said, "Sure, ya. Hurry back though beautiful.
I don't want you to lose interest." He gave her a devilish smile as she
got up from the bed and left for the bathroom.
As she walked in she closed the door behind her contemplating for a
second if she should lock it. Looking into the mirror it was almost
worse than she expected. Staring back at her was the woman from earlier
- small breasts, broad shoulders, and a body that was on it's way to
becoming male. Her face still had the rugged appearance she had seen but
now on top of her head was a large bald spot running from her forehead
to the back. A faint bit of fuzz ringed the edges. It was clear that she
wasn't going to be a man with a full head of hair. At best, she could do
a poor comb-over from one side to the other if she ever let it grow long
enough.
Taking a deep breath and feeling like she needed to use the toilet, Rose
shimmied her panties off and sat down. She looked at her crotch and
noted that the lips of her vagina seemed swollen. With sad resignation
she watched as second by second her vagina felt tighter and tighter. Her
labia were pressing together and she could see them sealing shut. It was
odd watching it without much feeling. It wasn't until the tightness in
her vagina reach an almost painful high that she realized something had
squeezed it's way through. At this point she no longer had lips adorning
her crotch. In their place was a scrotal sack with what appeared to be
two new testicles inside it.
She reached cautiously and felt them. They were small and soft, but they
grew a some under her touch. Her scrotum stretched as it began to
accommodate her new testicles. When her testicles had reached the size
of grapes they stopped growing. She now found herself with a small but
full scrotum. There was no denying this new male quality of hers. It was
about half as large as Sean's and her testicles still rather small and
soft, but she knew it was only a matter of time before they finished
their growth.
It was an odd vision to see her testicles hanging below her clitoris. It
sat there, a reminder of her lost femininity, still covered in it's
hood. No longer feeling the need to use the toilet she took a deep
breath and pulled her panties back up.
Coming out of the bathroom she lay down on the bed again near Sean. She
hadn't given any thought yet to how they were going to make love now
that she didn't have a warm pussy for him to pleasure. She took a brief
moment to reflect on how she must look and shook her head half expecting
to feel the hair she had lost. She decided this was the moment of truth
and that she should go all in with her new situation.
"Sean, baby, why don't you slip my panties off for me. I want to feel
your mouth on me." It was still odd for her to hear her deeper voice but
she let it drip with the lust she was feeling.
Sean moved down her body and removed her panties, "I guess you're in
quite the mood tonight. You don't usually ask me to head down there. I
know you're not that thrilled by it." He finished removing her panties
and slid his way back up. His lips, his tongue, and his hands danced
their way across her thighs as he reached her crotch.
Nestled just above her fresh, new testicles, Rose could feel a stiffness
she had never experienced. She lifted herself on her elbows to watch as
Sean used his tongue and his lips on her clitoris, watching as he licked
and bobbed his head. Her clitoris grew in size, a shaft forming below it
and a slit opening at its top. With each motion of his mouth she saw her
new penis come to life. It was still meager in comparison to Sean's but
there was no denying that she had slipped the bonds of femininity and
had become fully male. He spent some time on her cock as she moaned with
the pleasure it was giving her. It had stopped growing after just a few
inches and she knew that she wasn't hard, at least not in the way a man
normally would be. A faint part of her wished the changes would finish
so that she could enjoy things to their fullest.
With a shudder, Rose screamed and felt her cock pulse in Sean's mouth.
Sean let her penis drop from his mouth for second and then drew it back
in, his tongue flicking over and around her cock head and shaft as he
cleaned the small amount of cum from her. She hadn't cum much but it was
only her first time.
Sean rose above her and stared down greedily at her body, going to work
on her sensitive breasts and nipples. She watched Sean trace his way
back to her belly when she noticed an odd line across the underside of
her remaining breasts. Just below the slight bump of one she could see
what looked like a healed scar. There was another on her other breast.
Wondering what the scars could be she watched as her chest suddenly
began to get larger, or more accurately, as her breasts once again grew
in size.
Rose could feel something inside of her breasts gaining mass as they got
larger and larger in front of her eyes. Seemingly unaware, Sean sucked
on one of her nipples as her breasts grew below him. They quickly
surpassed her previous size and settled on what must be a large D cup.
She cupped her one breast as Sean worked his magic on the other and she
began to squeeze. She felt breast implants. Looking across her chest she
could see the outline of the slightly too large implants. There was a
distinction between the two and she could see where her original puffy
mounds sat on top of the implants below.
Sean rolled her over and in an automatic response she moved with him.
She could hear him removing his underwear and feel his hands on her
back. She was confused. Why would she start becoming a man only to later
find herself with breast implants? She didn't have much time to think as
she felt her Sean's large shaft slide across her ass crack and into her
waiting anus. She tensed for just a moment expecting pain but was
surprised by how amazing this new feeling for her was. It was a bit
tighter than she was used to and there may have been a hint of pain on
the horizon, but her asshole was taking her man's cock like it was used
to it.
She felt the slap of Sean's thighs and testicles on her ass as he worked
his way in and out. Propped on her elbows and forearms her new breast
implants hung from her chest and shifted with each thrust. It wasn't the
same jiggle of breasts she had known but this new feeling was good too
and she liked how full her breasts now looked.
Minutes later, Rose could feel Sean's thrusts getting slower and more
impactful when she heard a low moan escape from him. A warm, sticky
wetness shot into her ass as his seed was spilled. She moaned along with
him, her face partially pressed to the bed as she had her ass in the air
for him. She looked across her body and could see a clear drip on the
end of her small, flaccid dick. She had cum at the same time as he did.
"That was amazing. I loved how we came together," he said as he pulled
himself out and kissed Rose on the back of her neck as he left the room
to clean himself off. She remained laying in the bed on her stomach, his
semen trapped in her anus with just a bit leaking out. She was enjoying
the after glow of her new sexual encounter when Sean returned and lay
next to her. She turned her head and they kissed for a while before he
rolled to his side and shut his eyes. She knew that he would be asleep
now any moment.
When she heard his soft snoring, Rose rolled out of bed and went to the
restroom. She needed to clean herself up before going to sleep and she
wanted to see herself in the mirror once again. Standing in front of the
bathroom mirror she looked over her body once more. A realization and
acceptance creeped its way into her mind as she stared. Her jaw was
strong but still beautiful. Her Adam's apple was more prominent than
she'd like but some women have more noticeable ones than others. The
faint beard shadow wouldn't be around for long once she had some
electrolysis done.
Her hips were a slender she thought but her ass was still an attention
grabber. Her penis and testicles were tiny compared to the average man's
and she knew now that, that wasn't going to change. She looked to the
shelf near the sink and spun a bottle to read the label - Estrofem.
Arrayed next to it were a few more medications that she knew she would
need to become acquainted with.
She hadn't been becoming a man. She had been becoming a transgendered
woman. The dullness that hid her panic was gone. She knew that there
would be changes in her life and that new troubles could arise but he
was no longer frightened or scared of what she saw in the mirror. What
stood before her was a beautiful woman that was loved by an amazing man.
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