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When we got home from the beach that night, the atmosphere was much quieter than the night before. We dawdled around in the kitchen, chewing on bits of food we had in the fridge. I didn't talk much, as I was still incredibly anxious about my day at the beach. I was having all kinds of strange thoughts that I never had before, and my body still felt kind of warm. From the vibes of our conversations it was pretty clear that the guys wanted to get the talking out of the way, go in their rooms and be with the girls. "So..." Mark began, "I think I'm gonna pack it in. We're definitely gonna do some crazy shit tomorrow though." He walked lazily over to Julia, put his arm over her shoulder and they kissed. As they walked to their room I tried to discreetly glance at Julia's ass to get a gauge about my sexual thoughts. Immediately my eyes drifted toward Mark's tight butt. God fucking damnit, seriously? It was pretty awkward with the five of us in the kitchen, as we were all aware that the two couples wanted to go in their rooms and get personal. Steve was eyeing the room but Kayla seemed rather comfortable in her chair. "Well," Monica said after a lull in conversation, "Guess we'll go in too...". She and Dustin went to their room as well, and this time I avoided looking at either of them. Then it was just the three of us. "You go ahead Steve," Kayla said, "I'll meet you in there. I want to talk to Michelle alone for a bit." Steve and I exchanged looks of surprise. He smiled. "Ha, okay," he said confidently and swaggered toward the room, "Night, Michelle." When he closed the door, Kayla started walking toward the porch and motioned for me to follow. We walked outside of the house, and Kayla stopped a bit in front of it, looking at the shore. The night air felt warm and refreshing. Even though I was still in my bikini, it was still so comfortable. As I walked over to her I noticed I still had a tendency to walk with my arms over my stomach, embarrassed to strut around with my large breasts. "So," Kayla said, smiling, "who do you think is the cutest?" "What are you talking about?" "Oh, come on! I saw you staring at guys on the beach. And don't think I didn't see you check our Mark's ass." "Jesus, Kayla," I said, somewhat exasperated, "this is all so new to me, this new body. I don't know anything about anything right now. But I promise you I'm not into dudes." I avoided her gaze when I said it. She smiled. "It's so obvious you're lying it's not even funny." "I'm still mad at you," I said, and walked back in the house without her, but I noticed she was smirking as I said it. If I just ignore it, I won't have to deal with it, and it will go away. I went into my room, at least I had privacy there. I was too lazy to take off my bikini, so I just hopped into my bed. My body was still pretty warm, from my breasts pushing up against my sheets and the recent talk about sexuality I just had to endure. It was absurd. I was never gay, the thought of being into guys was laughable. The only reason I looked at Mark's ass is because I was trying so hard NOT to. If you try not to think about something, it won't work. I tried to push all the thoughts away and drift to sleep, but all the thought about sex was pretty distracting. I forced myself to think of beautiful female models and to admire their beauty. But, just like before, male studs strudded into my thoughts. Oh fuck. My breasts and vagina started feeling warmer. I can't take this shit anymore. Just one little touch and I'll go to bed. I quickly put both my dainty hands on my tits. WOAH! That was more sensitive than I thought. I immediately took my hands off. I think slowly started inching my hand toward my crotch. It was scary, as I had no idea what it would feel like. I approached my pussy lips and my crotch was aching to be filled by something. It was so different from my male arousal. I quickly inserted my finger then took it out. Oh my. That felt very satisfying. I refused to touch myself anymore. I didn't know where my thoughts would end up. My body very anxious and uptight, I tried to ignore it and just closed my eyes and tried to sleep. I woke up naturally the next morning. In my half-asleep haze I briefly forgot where I was. As I came fully awake I noticed two large boobs sticking out of my chest, and I reached toward my crotch where my penis no longer was. "Oh fuck," I sighed. I didn't feel like getting fully dressed yet, so I put on the denim shorts and black shirt I was wearing the day before. I was still so unused to their tightness and how it showed off my assets. When I walked out of the room and went toward the kitchen, the three girls were there but the guys thankfully weren't. "Morning, sleepyhead," said Monica cheerfully as I walked slowly up. I noticed a box of cereal on the counter so I poured myself some. I was curious where the guys were but didn't dare ask, not in front of Kayla's smirky face. As if reading my mind, Julia said, "The guys wanted to do some bungee jumping shit. The line is forever so they went early. I figured you weren't interested." "You figured right," I smiled. But then the shadow of the day loomed over me. Would I have to do girly shit with the girls again? As if also reading my mind, Kayla said "We figured we'd go somewhere to eat. There's a cool crab restaurant a few minutes down that's supposed to be really good." I immediately stopped eating my cereal. "Uh," I began, "sounds good but can we wait? I had some bites of cereal." Julia laughed. "Uh, duh, we won't go now, we're all in our pajamas, it will take a while to get ready." "Oh, right," I said. The girls all split off to their rooms to get ready. I figured I would take a shower. I tried to make it as quick as possible to avoid the temptation to touch myself. I couldn't stop from doing it a bit but I quickly got out of there. It was still so surreal having the body of a chick. It's like I was aware of my body in a new way, everything calling attention to itself. Fuck, I had to do the whole dress up shit again. I sighed. What should I wear now? I seemed to have matching sets of underwear in several different colors. I held up and inspected a pair of green panties and a bra. It was so bizarre holding them. As a guy I always found the site of panties really sexy and exciting. I guess in a way they still were, except now I was wearing them. Simply putting it on, as I was now doing, felt kinda sexy. I then picked up the bra, knowing this would take awhile. I tried to put it over my boobs and clip it in the back. It took a few tries but eventually I got it, barely. It was awfully tight, and I noticed it sort of seemed to push my breasts up a bit. I looked at the rest of my clothes. Now to put on what people would actually see. After a day of wearing denim shorts and a bikini, I didn't want to show my legs anymore. Besides, it seemed like it would be an overcast day outside. I decided jeans would be best and went to grab some...But I couldn't find them anywhere. What the fuck? "Looking for something?" I heard Kayla say behind me. How long was she standing there? I didn't even notice. "Uh, yeah, where are my jeans?" "Well you wore them on the first day so I took the liberty of putting them in the wash. It'll be done in a few hours." "Wow," I groaned, "How so kind of you." I knew that Kayla took delight in me being a girl now, but I was surprised just how determined she was to make me feel so feminine. I looked at my suitcase again, looking for decent pants to wear. "I didn't want to wear shorts today. Is that so much to ask?" "You don't have to," she replied. "You can wear these." She pointed to her legs, which were encased in black leggings. True, you couldn't actually see her legs, but they looked so incredibly tight and girly. I looked at my suitcase, and sure enough it seemed there were a few pairs. Of course I'd bring only one pair of jeans but multiple leggings. "Jeez," I said, "I really don't..." "Well, either wear them or wear some of your girly shorts, or even one of your bikinis for all I care. Or you can sit in here all day and make things ten times worse than they have to be." "Why are you doing this to me?" I asked. The sudden change and weight of the topic seemed to drain the room of air. "Look," she said, "I like you, you're a great friend. I wanted this to be a really awesome break where we could all hang out and enjoy ourselves without any of that love stuff. I think this is perfect, we can spend lots of time together as just friends and don't you think it's kind of fun to be a girl for a week?" "No," I said, "and I don't see how you can think a little awkwardness warrants turning me into a girl." "Like I said, I didn't think it would work. I just wanted to see if you liked me, and I was right. The fact it actually worked was a huge bonus." "Well, what if I still do? Like you? Is it really any less awkward?" She smirked. "But Michelle is heterosexual, so you don't like me like that right now." "Believe what you want. Whatever, I'm tired of this, let's just go." With dismay I picked up a pair of black leggings. They said PINK on the back and the little tag said "Yoga" on it. Yoga leggings, great. I started pulling them up my legs. Holy fuck, these were tight already, and they're not even past my knees yet. How am I going to get these pants on totally? "Are you sure these are the right size?" I asked, even though I already knew the answer. "Oh, yep. That's just how they are." I steeled myself and started to pull the leggings up higher. They were utterly skintight as I pulled them up my legs and thighs. Oh god, how am I going to get these over my ass? I tried pulling them up, and I had to jump a few times to shimmy in them. With a final pull they were finally on totally and covering my ass and waist. Holy shit, these are so fucking tight. My ass must look so fucking pronounced in them. On my legs they were like a second skin, clinging to the shape of them. Not only that, but they were also very tight on my crotch, showing my distinct lack of manhood and delicate smoothness of my pussy. I could absolutely not believe it. I was now a girl and wearing a pair of Victoria's Secret Pink yoga leggings. I still had a top to put on. I saw a cream colored long sleeve shirt and grabbed it. As I pulled it over it was tighter than I expected. I really had to pull down but even then it didn't cover my full waist, and my boobs were practically bursting out of it. I hated how my tits were so perky. "With those leggings you need to wear a different pair of shoes," Kayla told me. "Normal shoes look weird. You should use a pair of boots." I looked at the shoes I had apparently brought and noticed two pairs, one really short, almost shoe sized, and one that went up a bit longer, to a little below the knees. I took those, and stepped into them. They were tight as well, wrapping around my legs. "Ok," Kayla said, "now for makeup. Here, you're lucky I'll do it for you again." I knew I couldn't back out of this. She looked at the makeup I had brought with me and started applying foundating, blush, eyeliner. The eyeliner felt strange, was it really necessary? "Ok, done!" she said. "Finally. Jesus christ." I stood up and went to walk out. I was amazed by how strange it felt to walk in the leggings. They were so tight. When all four of us were ready we finally went outside and started walking toward the restaurant. I felt so exposed as I walked among the many people and guys on the boardwalk and beach. It was amazing how girl's clothing was so tight while guy's were so loose and comfortable, I thought, as I looked at some of the guys on the boardwalk with nothing on but their loose swimsuits. Every once in a while some really well built guy walked passed us and I couldn't help but think how hot he was and how nice it might be to touch his body or even be wrapped in his strong arms. Holy fucking shit, this was real. I could no longer deny it. I was finding guys attractive. I tried to look at girls lustfully but no dice. It was astounding how my preferences could change so easily. What's even worse is that it wasn't feminine guys I seemed to be looking at, but really masculine, alpha ones, with muscular bodies and nice jawlines. I could not fucking believe it. How could I be attracted to them? These were the fucking assholes that always gave me shit my whole life. Finally we got to the crab restaurant. Despite it being overcast it was still pretty warm outside so we decided to get a table in the breeze. The waiter soon came to our table, a pretty handsome guy who wasn't much older than us. Wow, he had a really nice smile and the way his clothes clung to his hips....With his smooth voice he told us his name was Chad and asked us what we wanted for drinks. "Uh, well," I said, my face blushing a crimson red, "I'll have the, uh....give me a coke." Holy fuck, was I really blushing? From a fucking guy? "Ok, great," he said, making me melt inside, and he left. "Wow, what a hottie," Julia noted. "I think," Kayla said, "Michelle likes him quite a bit." "No!" They all just laughed. Soon after the waiter came with our drinks. I watched his big arms flex as he passed the drink to me. "So what can I get for you ladies today?" The other girls ordered their dishes, but I didn't know, it was hard to concentrate. "Uh," I said, "I'll have a burger." "Er," he said, "what kind of burger would you like?" "Oh! Um..." God, I was talking like an idiot. "I'll have a cheeseburger I guess." My hair was covering my face like shades. "Ok, and how would you like the meat cooked?" The meat? Oh fuck, why did that just make me think of his cock? And why was I getting so fucking turned of thinking of his fucking cock? I couldn't help but steal a glance at his crotch. "Well done," I managed. "Great! I'll be back with your orders soon!" And he walked away, I noticed his cute butt as he went into the interior. "Wow," Monica said, "This guy has really got you flustered, Michelle. Do you have a crush?" "Yeah, whatever," I said. "Excuse me." I went up and tried to look for the bathroom. Once inside I looked at myself in the mirror. "Is this who you are?" I asked myself out loud. "A girly girl who's thinking dreamily about some cute guy?" I realized what I just said and almost covered my mouth, my pretty red nails visible in the mirror. Fine. Whatever. It's only for a few days. I noticed I had that warm feeling in my crotch again. After going to the bathroom I walked back to the table and noticed my food was there. The three girls were smiling at me. "What is it?" I said. "Oh," Kayla said, "we were just talking to the waiter. We told him you think he's really cute." "You WHAT?" "Oh, relax. He thinks you're really pretty as well." I couldn't believe what she was telling me. Why did the fact he thought I was pretty give me butterflies? "I can't believe you did that," I said. "And," she went on, ignoring me, "we told him if he wanted to come over and drink and hang out with us tonight, he's totally invited." Oh my fucking god. "You really did? What did he say?" Why was I so curious. "Oh," Julia cooed. "You really want him to come, don't you?" "He said," Kayla went on, "He wasn't sure. A guy as hot as him obviously has a lot going on. Although he does live around here, so it's not like he has plans every night like us." The meal went on. Chad came to our table a few times to check up but I was too nervous to look at him. When Julia asked for the bill I was relieved to go back to the house. When Chad took the bill Julia was laughing. "I wrote your number on the check," she said smiling. "Great," I replied. It couldn't get much more embarrassing. Chad came back to our table. I loved how his shirt was a bit open at the top so you could see part of his hot pecs. "Well, enjoy your day and we hope you come again soon!" he said. He winked at me as he left, and there was immense heat in my face. "This is going to be fun," Kayla said as we walked back to the house. No. This is silly. I'm not doing this. I'm not going to hang out with some random stud we just met at a restaurant. I mean, he WAS totally gorgeous, but so what? He probably wouldn't like me anyway. I just realized what I was thinking. FUCK. How am I getting so tied up over a fucking guy? It hardly happened when girls got me this flustered, and even the sight of this guy gave me a really fuzzy feeling in my stomach and blush to my face. Chad probably would treat the guy me like shit. He seemed like the kind of guy who really got what he wanted. Fuck. Why did that kind of turn me on? As we got to the house, the other guys were there. Damn. More good looking guys. Of course their shirts were off, and I stared at their tight bodies and hot muscles. My femininity was just overwhelming me today. "What's going on?" Steve asked us as we walked in. "Tonight," Julia said, "is going to be really fucking cool. Michelle has herself a date!" "Ooh, really?" Dustin said. "Well," I said, "it's not confirmed he's coming." Did I want him to come? I don't know anymore. He was probably one of the most beautiful guys I've ever seen. But...Wait. Shit. "Trust me," Kayla said, "he's coming. I can tell." She then grabbed me lightly on the shoulder and dragged me into my room, the other girls giddily following. "We're going to give you a hot fucking makeover," she said smirking, "You're going to knock his socks off, girl." Oh my fucking god. This was not happening. I was not about to get a fucking makeover for some guy. I was a guy, damnit! So why wasn't I stopping them when they started doing my hair and giving my nails a fresh coat of nail polish? Why wasn't I stopping them when they touched up my makeup and made it look sexier and more adventurous? Why did I laugh along when they wondered how big his cock was? Did I just want someone to treat me as beautiful for once? "Michelle," Kayla said, "I think you should wear it." "Wear what?" I asked. She raised her eyebrows. "The garter?" I asked. "Hell no. No way." "Oh, Michelle!" Monica started. "Think of how fucking turned on he will be!" "Yeah," Julia said, "trust me, when you wear things like that, you feel sexy as fuck." They weren't going to let me off the hook. I took the garter with its pretty laces and put it on, its utter femininity leaving no more doubt that, for the time being, I was a total girl. They then helped me put on the red bra, its push-up cups giving me ample, sexy cleavage. "Ok," Kayla said, "your jeans are ready. Use your belt and make them look super tight and hot." She went and got them out of the wash. I pulled them on. It was a bit less of a struggle but I still had to hop a bit to get them over my ass. I could tell my ass probably looked pretty cute and bubbly in the tight jeans. Monica went into my suitcase and grabbed a long sleeved green blouse. I put it on, and as I expected, it showed quite a bit of midriff. "Wait," Kayla said, looking at my chest, "This won't do." She then unbuttoned the top few buttons on my blouse and my breasts were now generously visible. You could see my red push up bra under the blouse. "Holy shit, girl," Julia noted, "you look hot as fuck." "Tonight," Kayla beamed, "is going to be so epic. Now that Michelle has a guy coming over, we're all going to be with someone." We heard a vibration, and I realize it was my phone on my bed. Monica grabbed it before I could. "Oooh," she cooed, "it's from Chad. Hey Michelle. I'm definitely coming tonight. I assure you this will be the best night of your break." "Wow," Julia said. "He sure is confident. That's kind of hot." Meanwhile all of this was going in my brain. It was unbelievable. A few days ago I was a stocky guy having the hots for Kayla, now I was a beautiful girl in tight, sexy clothing, anxiously awaiting a cute guy to show me a good time. Holy fuck. I had no idea what was going to happen but my head was swimming and my stomach was buzzing. Once it was all done, we all headed in the kitchen and started hanging out. Mark started playing some music and some of the guys and girls were playing beer pong. Shortly after we heard the doorbell ring. Oh fuck. Am I ready for this? "He's here!" Kayla yelped. "Answer it!" I walked over to the door, my heart beating, and opened it. It was Chad, who looked gorgeous.....He was wearing a sexy polo over a wifebeater and crisp jeans, and his smile seemed to radiate the room. He was carrying some flowers and a bottle of what looked like rum. "Hello, Michelle," he said, and held my hand. Oh my gosh! He's holding my hand and I'm blushing like crazy! I felt really sexy and wasn't shy about taking a peek at his crotch. I could see a faint outline of his cock but I knew it must be much bigger. Seeing me give him the once over with my eyes in glitter makeup must be turning him on. "H-hey..." I said, blushing. "Come in...". I lead him to the kitchen, swaying my hips, where everyone was hanging out. I saw the other girls checking him out and I swear they even looked jealous. The guys seemed to have mixed reactions from thinking he was a cool dude to being jealous at his god-like looks. "Ah yes, I met you girls at the party," Chad addressed to Julia, Monica and Kayla. "I hope I was a good waiter?" "Oh yeah, you were great!" Julia squeaked. Chad put the bottle of rum on the table and addressed the guys. "Hey fellas," he said. He gave them firm handshakes and amazingly the guys held immediate reverence for him. "Ok!" Kayla shouted. "You guys are next in pong!" For the rest of the night we played drinking games but neither Chad nor me drank much. I think we both wanted to be fully aware of what was happening. At some point he put his arm around my waist and I melted. It was so sexy having his strong, muscular arm around me, it made me feel so girly. I put my face against his chest and noted how amazing he smelled. I can't believe what I did next. At that moment I just felt so right and so perfect that a new confidence came within me. I motioned him with my finger to come really close and I put my lips toward his ear. "I want you," I whispered. Chad just smiled and looked at me with his gorgeous eyes and nodded. I took him by the hand and led him to my room, something I've seen so many girls do in flirtatious joy. I closed the door. Holy fuck, Chad was in my room. The hottest guy I've seen on this beach was in my room. I went over to my laptop and put on an album by Beach House. Chad and I looked at each other, the hot tension between us, wanting to savor this moment. "You," he said, "Are stunningly beautiful." I melted at the comment. Nobody had ever said that to me and certainly not in such a romantic way. He then walked slowly over to me. He confidently put his arms around me and brought me in really tight. He put his lips close to mine. He kissed me. Oh my god. He was so hot and the kiss was breathtaking. I have never felt this way in my life. We were making out. When Chad stopped for a moment to catch his breath I grabbed his face and continued kissing him, I wanted it so badly. At some point we fell on my bed, his big arms wrapped around me. Chad started taking his polo off. Wow, I could really see how developed his biceps were now. He then moved his strong hands toward my blouse and I noticed he was starting to take it off. Woah. He wasn't shy about touching my breasts as I fully let him remove the blouse, revealing my red push up bra gingerly showing him my large breasts. "Oh my," he said. I then made the move, placing my feminine hands on his wifebeater and started removing it. As it was lifting off his chest I could start to see how fucking hot he was. I lifted the wifebeater completely off and threw it on the floor. Holy fucking shit. He had the body of a greek god, his taut pecs and rippled abs put all the other guys I've seen to shame. His sexily shaped waist was just above his jeans and sent my imagination spiraling. I couldn't stop staring at his body. I put my pretty hands with red nail polish on his hot muscular chest and marveled at the warmth, the strength. Fuck, I have never felt so fucking hot in my life. I moved closer, wrapping in his embrace, putting my hands behind his back and kissing him passionately. Chad then put his hands toward my jeans. I then remembered I was wearing my garter under it. This was going to be so hot, my pussy was aching wet and my breasts were practically bursting out of the bra. His expert hands started sliding my jeans down my legs. My garter was now revealed, pretty lace and strings now emphasizing the sexy features of my legs and vagina, and his eyes widened. He gave a smirk. "Hm, you are a naughty girl aren't you?" God he said just the right words to turn me the fuck on. He lifted me up and held me in his arms, my big boobs pushing against his hard, muscular chest. I sexily flipped my hair around and we started kissing again. Holy fuck! I was more turned on than ever in my life! I was sitting right here on his waist. "My turn," I said, and I started unbuttoning his jeans. We were both sweating and my heart was beating in anticipation. His cock was already straining and as I pulled the jeans down, I quickly removed his boxers and saw his massive cock in its full glory. Oh my fucking god. He was huge. "Oh my," I breathed. A few days ago I never would have guessed I would be a fucking naughty bitch in a push up bra and garters, marveling at some fucking stud's massive cock. My nipples were hard as shit and I was aching for him to touch my breasts. I then put my lips on his neck, sucking up and getting to his ear. "I want to go down on you," I moaned. At this Chad's cock got even harder and bigger. I placed my hands on it and started preparing myself for what I was about to do. Holy fuck. I'm about to give a blowjob. I then slowly lowered my face down to make him squirm, then my lips finally smooched his cock. Wow, it actually tasted and smelled really fucking sexy, like it was a natural turn on to the woman in me. I worked my way up and down his shaft, savoring every suck. I loved Chad's sexy groans, and I started fondling my big tits. Goddamn this was so hot, I can't believe I'm actually doing this. Suddenly Chad pulled away a bit. He then put his large, warm hands on my breasts, and I gave a low moan. Holy shit! This hot fucking stud was actually fondling my boobs! It felt so much better when he did it! "Jesus," he moaned, "these are some of the finest tits I've ever seen on a chick." I responded by pushing my stomach out, emphasizing my breasts and giving him free reign. As he was doing so I again put my hands on his rippled abs. God his stomach was so well built, he had such nice muscles, so fucking hot. He then laid me down on the bed, making sure to position me over all the comfy pillows. He then started taking off my garter. Holy fuck. He tucked it off and threw it to the floor. My pussy was now out in the open and waiting. I felt such a deep desire I had never felt before, the need to be filled. "DO IT!" I yelled. "FUCK ME CHAD!" Like I did with the blowjob Chad took his time positioning his cock in front of my pussy. I was waiting in so much anticipation I was holding my breath. "FUCK ME!!" I cried again. Finally he thrust his cock inside me. Holy fucking shit! This muscular Adonis was fucking inside me! It felt so fucking good, his cock in my pussy, I watched him thrust into me and almost passed out from horniness. At the start of this week I never would have imagined laying on my back and taking a huge cock while my hair pillowed behind me and my tits bounced in motion. Chad continued pistoning into me, and with every thrust I felt something building. "OH FUCK!" I kept yelling. "OH CHAD! FUCKING HOLY SHIT! OH FUCK!" Goddamn, how was he so good at this? He seemed to know exactly what he was doing, making me scream like a little bitch, making me feel better than I've ever felt in my life, taking me to the throngs of ecstasy. As he was fucking me I felt up his muscular body, and his hands kept fondling my tits. It was surreal seeing his huge cock go into me while my big tits, still in the push up bra, made my femininity so pronounced by bouncing on their own accord. I grabbed my impossible boobs and was on the verge of orgasm. "OH MY GOD! I THINK! I CANT! FUCKKK! CHADD!" I was being fucked so hard I couldn't think straight, I knew something was coming I guess an orgasm, I don't know I've never felt one but I know I'm about to this fucking stud can do anything. My masculine past seemed another life ago as I was rendered utterly feminine beyond a shadow of a doubt. It was coming It was coming "OHHH FUCKKK MEEE!" I cried and was suddenly rocked with what must have been an orgasm but it felt like a cataclysm. My body rumbled with such immense pleasure that I could not believe this was happening in this life. I was so greatly to get to be a woman and to experience something like this, I think this is what I always wanted right? It's hard to think I would want anything else. I knew that as soon as I woke up the next day I would go straight to Kayla and beg for a potion that would make me a girl permanently. Finally I felt loved, alive, connected, fulfilled.