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Sara and I always caught the bus home together. We worked in nearby
buildings and lived only 2 doors away from each other in the same unit
block. There was always a hint of something between us, but neither her
nor I had the courage to act on anything. Today was different though, I
could feel it.
"Hey, come over for a drink at mine before going home," Sara said to me,
casually placing a hand on my leg as we sat on the bus.
"Sure, why not," I replied, stealing the slightest, unnoticed glance
down at her big bosom wobbling with the bouncing of the bus.
We got off the bus at our stop and began the short walk up the hill
towards our apartments. Sara moved in front of me to allow another
pedestrian pass, and I couldn't help but notice how nice and compact her
ass was, pressed tightly into a cute office skirt. We reached our
apartment and climbed the stairs to Sara's apartment. Sara opened the
door and let us both in, closing and locking it behind me. She then
turned around and grabbed me forcefully, pushing her lips into mine
passionately. I responded and she pushed me towards her bedroom and onto
her bed, Sara lying on top of me, both of us still fully clothed.
Then suddenly she stopped.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"I'm thirsty, let's have a drink," Sara replied. And as if from no where
she grabbed two bottles of what I thought was water from the bedside
table.
"C'mon, drink. You'll like it."
I put the bottle to my lips and took a sip. It tasted fantastic, and I
found myself not being able to stop. Before I knew it I had drained the
bottle.
"Hee hee," Sara giggled. "Here, have this one too," she said, passing
the second bottle.
"No, I'm quite fine thank you," I said.
"Have it," Sara said in an almost forceful tone.
I didn't want to displease her, not when things were going so well, so I
started to sip on the second bottle. Once again, it was too good not to
drink the entire contents and I finished the second bottle.
I looked at Sara who was smiling at me. All of a sudden I started to
feel hot and sweaty. Sara reached down and took off my shoes and undid
my belt. I loosened my collar and took off my tie.
I lay back on the bed, enjoying this strange feeling, it was almost
orgasmic, but we hadn't even started to do anything yet. I was becoming
concerned and my look towards Sara must have shown this.
"Don't worry, everything will become apparent very soon," she said.
What? I thought to myself. What is going on here? This was too much,
this chick was weird, time to go. I started to attempt to rise, but
found I didn't have the strength.
Sara giggled at this and said, "Well, it's well and truly started. Don't
bother trying to struggle or get up, you won't be able to. The chemicals
in those drinks will ensure that. Just a quick explanation before you
get to really see some changes; the two bottles were filled with a
highly powerful combination of female hormones and DNA altering drugs.
One bottle is enough to change a fully grown man into a woman within 24
hours. You, my friend, were rather thirsty and had two bottles.
Therefore I expect we shall start to see some changes very soon! How
exciting. You should have fun. I'll leave you to it."
With that, Sara stood up and walked out, closing the door behind her.
I didn't have time to take in what she had said and feel in shock. No
sooner had she left then I started to feel a strange tightening feeling
over my skin, and it felt like I was shrinking into the bed. All I could
do was watch this transformation take place. My body began remodeling
itself, fat started to go to places where I never had it before. My ass
plumped up and I could feel myself rise slightly as I lay there. I could
feel my face change, and hair grow. I could feel my legs become slender
and sculpted through my trousers. Then a swirling, tingling sensation
hit me in my chest. I immediately knew this would have to be my breasts
growing. I looked down, realising I wouldn't see anything because of my
shirt. I placed my hands on my chest, in some sort of an attempt to stop
my bust expanding. But expand it did.
First I felt my nipples stretch and grow. They felt like hard nubs under
my shirt. Just having my hands on top of them began to arouse me. Then
the real growth set it, fat and tissue started to build up, slowly
pushing my hands away from my chest. At first it was only a few
centimeters, but more and more they grew. It was the most erotic and
sensual feeling I had felt for sometime, I closed my eyes and enjoyed
the feeling my swelling tits were giving me. After a short while I
opened my eyes, concerned because I had not felt them stop growing. I
looked at my hands that were now resting atop a mountain of breast about
10 centimetres from my original chest. My shirt buttons were being
pushed to their limits, and just as my growing bosom slowed and stopped,
two buttons burst from my shirt. I slid my right hand under my shirt and
took in my new breasts size and shape. I brushed across my nipples and
gasped with pleasure.
I was feeling very aroused and slid my left hand over my body towards my
trousers. It was at this moment when I realized that my body had taken a
very hourglass shape. My hips were twice, maybe three times as wide as
they were previously. I then reached into my trousers without thinking
and right over my clitoris. I should have expected this, but I was so
enraptured in the growth of my big tits that I didn't notice my new
vagina between my legs.
Then it all came crashing to earth. It was all such a shock. I was a
woman. I had a vagina, a vagina with a womb that could take a penis, be
fucked and get pregnant! I had wide hips to carry children with and
breasts that could produce milk. I was also rather horny. I was in my
mind a walking time-bomb. I could get pregnant from having sex and have
something grow inside of me. I was.... a woman.
At this stage Sara returned to the room.
"You can get up now, you don't need to lie there."
I was too afraid to move. Sara came and sat beside me on the bed. She
reached towards my shirt and undid the remaining buttons. I lay there in
too much shock to stop her.
"Woah, looks like there might have been a little too much female
hormones in the second bottle." She said whilst marveling at my ample
chest.
I modestly put my hands over my nipples, squashing my boobs into my
chest.
"OK, I'll leave you to get used to your new body. There'll be some
clothes in the drawers here that you can wear. Come into the lounge room
when you're ready."
Slowly I rolled to one side, feeling my breasts squash together. I
looked down and saw the deep valley of cleavage that had formed between
them. I raised myself to a seated position on the edge of the bed,
looking down at the big twins on my chest. I could feel their weight on
my chest, pulling downwards with gravity, and as I breathed they would
rise and fall. I also had a lot to get used to with my redesigned groin.
It felt so strange and compact, all tight and tidy. There was such a
difference from what I was used to, obviously. I didn't know if I could
ever get used to sitting on my vagina, or the distinct feeling of having
nothing between my legs.
Obviously, sitting around wouldn't change anything so I decided to rise
and find something to wear. I slipped of my ill-fitting trousers and
underwear and decided to walk to the full-length mirror and take
everything in. I was pleasantly shocked when I got there to find that I
was quite the stunner. I had longish brown hair, nicely tanned skin with
no blemishes, long feminine legs with no hair. And obviously, very
obviously I had some very large breasts. They were slightly tear dropped
in shape, from the weight of them I presumed. I also had a nice shaved
pussy. I still couldn't get over it. I was a woman.
Searching through the drawers I only found one item of clothing.
Strange, must have been something Sara had planned. It was a one piece
suit made of stretchy material. Not the kind of thing I wanted to wear,
considering I was still uncomfortable in my new body, but better than
going naked.
I undid the zip all the way down, and stepped into the short legs part
of the suit, pulling it upwards. The higher I pulled it, the shorter I
realized the legs were. I started to thread my arms through the sleeves,
causing the shorts to pull higher, wedging slightly between my ass
cheeks. When I pulled it over my shoulders, I felt the shorts come right
up and between the folds of my vagina. While I knew this wasn't the most
attractive of looks, it felt enormously pleasurable. As I started to zip
the front of the suit up, I wondered how it would go covering my big
boobs. Closer and closer I came to my big mammaries, and I carefully
tucked my nipples under the stretchy material. The zip didn't go
anywhere near to the top, as a result, I had quite a lot of cleavage
showing. I suppose that a girl with a chest my size should be proud to
show it off. My nipples had stiffened when they touched the material,
and their outline could be clearly seen through the blue material. I
walked to the door and back again, feeling my new body in this new
clothing. My breasts were jiggling within the suit, causing me arousal,
and I knew my nipples weren't going to go back down any time soon. The
suit also rode up my behind and slightly my front. I almost thought I
felt quite sexy, with my wide hips swaying from side to side and big
bosom out front for all to see. I raised my hands and cupped my breasts,
feeling their weight. Hmmm, maybe I need a bra for these, they are kind
of heavy.
My thoughts were interrupted by a voice, coming over what sounded like a
loud speaker:
"They're a good size, like I said. Don't get too engrossed in them,
they're likely to change somewhat soon." It was Sara, using some sort of
an intercom into the room.
"Get ready girl, things are about to get interesting, if a little
uncomfortable for you. Since you've been in this room, it has been
filling with a highly potent chemical designed to impregnate a woman.
So, in the next 5 minutes or so, you'll be experiencing about 8 and a
half months of pregnancy. Get ready, here it comes."
I didn't even have time to get over the shock of me being a woman, but
now I was going to be pregnant? Sure, it just didn't seem possible.
However, my doubt turned to fear when I felt my lower belly rumble and
roll slightly. It wasn't in my stomach, lower than that, just above my
vagina, in my.... my womb. Oh no, I was about to have a child grow within
my body rather rapidly, "I'm about to be pregnant!" I screamed.
"Not about to, you ARE!" came Sara's voice over the intercom.
I looked down towards the rolling feeling in my womb and saw I had
started to grow, my belly pushing out in a small arc about 3 months
along. I placed my hands on my belly and felt it rumbling and then felt
it swell more. This time I really had a growth spurt. I rubbed my
expanding abdomen as I swelled more, feeling my skin tighten underneath
the stretchy material of the suit I was wearing. I grew to around the 6
month mark, and could feel the skin of my middle be stretched to it's
limits. The suit was also having a hard time keeping it together as
well. I could feel my belly-button pressing outwards, as if indicating I
had reached my limit. However, after the slightest of pauses, as if to
tease me, I grew more. The pressure inside me was immense, it was as if
my belly was a balloon being blown up to the point of popping. My belly-
button popped outward suddenly and I saw it's outline clearly through
the material of my suit. By this stage the suit was struggling to hold
everything in. With my big, round belly pulling the material downwards,
my boobs had fallen out. I began to get tired from standing there, and
sat down on the bed, with my breasts jiggling and bouncing, finally
coming to rest atop my round belly. My enormous belly was resting in my
lap, well sort of. I couldn't really form a lap because of my belly so
it more or less sat between my thighs. The suit I was wearing had become
transparently thin and was pulling in all directions in every crease of
my body, exaggerating the tight feeling of my skin.
"Almost there," Sara's voice once again.
"Almost?! Stop! I'm going to burst, I'm huge," I pleaded.
"You'd be surprised at how much you can take," Sara responded.
There I sat, and I began to expand once more. I felt my belly between my
thighs pushing out further. I began to get so big that my legs were
being pushed wider. The material of the suit finally gave way around my
round middle, exposing my skin underneath. No stretchmarks thankfully,
and surprisingly. My god I'm big though. Even as my growth slowed to a
stop I felt as though I might pop. My skin was stretched so tight. I
tried to estimate my size, but couldn't fathom how big and round I was.
I was definitely more than 8 ? months along. In fact, I was probably
overdue.
"OK, final thing, you'll enjoy this."
What now I wondered. I didn't have to wait long before I felt a tingling
sensation at my nipples, followed by a rushing feeling inside of my
boobs. Then I felt a pressure building in my breasts. Immediately, I
knew it had to be breast milk. Oh no. The pressure grew and my chest
slowly and deliberately expanded. My already huge boobs grew even
bigger, feeling very tight and full. I took them in my hands and held
them, feeling them almost triple in weight. I jiggled them slightly and
felt milk slosh around inside of them. They continued to grow even
larger. Finally they stopped. They had maintained their tear drop shape,
but jutted out from my chest a great deal further, though not as far as
my belly. I gently held them with my hands, as they were heavy and
needed a bra. They felt immensely tight, like my belly, only I could
feel the sensation of having liquid in them. There was no sloshing this
time when I jiggled them, obviously no room. I'm going to have to do
something about this, I thought. They feel like they could burst if any
more milk builds-up.
Just then the door opened and Sara returned. "Perfect success it seems.
Now let me have a look at my work."
Sara approached me as I sat there in stunned silence. She ran a hand
over my exposed belly-flesh, giving me goosebumps all over. Then she
gently prodded and probed my belly with her hands, as if to test my
density. "Yeah, I'd say you could go a little more. We'll leave it for
now though." The child inside of me seemed to respond to Sara's probing
hands as I was pounded from the inside with a flurry of somersaults and
kicks. It was a strange feeling, something that might be described as
extreme indigestion, or perhaps like a flock of birds inside me trying
to get out. I placed my hand where the kicks came from and was surprised
I could feel it on the outside of my skin as well.
Sara then reached up and gently groped my enormous breasts. "Aren't
these nice?"
"Uhhh, oooh, stop that," I moaned from her hands as they caused me
unexpected pleasure on my ultra-sensitive tits. I took her hands away
and then gently tried to squish my big boobs into the top part of the
suit. The result was that they didn't quite fit and there was a
considerable amount of areola showing.
I looked at Sara. "What is going on? I'm a girl, a girl with huge
titties and a big belly with a baby rolling around inside me! What have
you done?"
She replied, "Well, apart from making you the most insanely gorgeous
looking woman on the block, you are now taking part in an experiment for
me. Don't worry, it's not hard. You don't need to do much. In fact the
first part is done. There will be other things we are testing along the
way, but all you need to do is relax and enjoy yourself."
With that, she rose and unlocked a drawer containing clothes. She said,
"I'll leave you to it then."
After she had left, I decided I would get myself out of this busted suit
and dressed. First problem: standing up with this huge belly. I slid
myself forward on the bed, causing the material of the suit to brush
over my pussy. I then rolled my big belly between my thighs and leaned
forward, causing my breasts to bounce heavily on my chest. Standing up I
realized my breasts now sat atop my huge belly. I was now able to take
in my full size. Just standing I could feel my legs hurt slightly from
the huge weight I was carrying, the heaviness and tenderness from my
milk-swollen boobs and the weight around my entire middle. My skin felt
so very tight over my womb that I was afraid the child inside of me may
even make me burst if he or she kicks too hard. The kicking from within
my belly reminded me that I now carried a life within me, a life that
would someday be born. I felt so vulnerable, knowing I would need to
give birth to this thing inside of me, it would need to stretch it's way
out through my vagina.
I placed my hand where I felt the kicking coming from. Then I rubbed my
smooth, taut skin of my belly all over, relishing in the erotic
sensation it gave me. I raised my hands to my breasts, and my nipples
became erect at my touch. I was surprised at how ultra sensitive they
were. I became even more aroused and felt a warmth between my chubby
thighs. I stopped, realising Sara would probably be back soon.
I decided it was now or never to try and walk. I put my right foot in
front of my left and starting making my attempt at walking. I walked
into the bathroom, watching myself in the mirror. I say walked- but it
was most definitely a waddle. I couldn't get used to the enormous weight
I now carried in front of me, and it felt like all my insides were being
pushed and pulled in all directions. The thought occurred to me that
even without my belly I might have trouble adjusting to walking with my
huge boobs.
Sara's voice came over the intercom "I'm gonna leave you be for a while,
let you get accustomed to your new body."
Uh, great Sara, I'm a hugely swollen pregnant woman- how do you suppose
I get accustomed to the massive boobs, tight pussy or my heavy belly
with a baby jumping around in it? I thought to myself. Not only that,
I'm so much smaller in height than I was as a man and I feel so weak. I
pictured myself as a big beach ball on pipe cleaners for legs. Although
this big belly was a lot heavier than any beach ball.
I decided to have a shower, showers always relaxed me as a man. First
thing's first, get undressed from this over-stretched suit. I pulled the
zip down and was amazed at the feeling I got as my milk-filled breasts
slid out and my belly burgeoned forward as it was released from the
confines of my suit. The suit was still tight around my hips and I
almost lost my balance as I leaned down to peel it from my thighs. I
stood back up, now completely naked. I was frozen in disbelief at the
sight that confronted me in the mirror- there was a woman, an immensely
pregnant woman but this woman was me. I took in the sight of the huge
udders on my chest, they were so round and bulbous looking it seemed
unreal. Big dark areolas capped my huge boobs, they seemed twice, maybe
three times the size of normal areolas and ended in thick, sensitive
nipples.
Below my breasts was the enormous, perfectly round belly. I stared at it
for a good minute, looking at the line that ran vertically from the top,
past my popped out belly-button and ran down the underside of my bulging
belly. The direction of the line on the underside of my stretched tummy
took my eyes to my womanly entrance, my vagina. There it was, perfectly
shaved and hairless, and looking very tiny indeed under the large shadow
cast by my balloon-like mid section.
All of a sudden, I became somewhat shy. I attempted to adjust my stance
to close my legs more but due to my change in centre of gravity I was
unable to do so with any hint of modesty. My movements also reminded me
of the helplessness of my situation and brought me to reality. When I
was looking in the mirror, it all seemed like watching television and
not really happening to me. My moving my legs reminded me it was
happening to me, I was the bloated and outrageously curved woman in the
mirror. I was the full-to-bursting female with the baby inside my womb.
I became aware of my womb inside my lower abdomen. I mean, it's not like
I wasn't aware of it prior to now, but I was still in something of a
state of shock. I began to feel more subtle sensations of my swollen,
pregnant body. Specifically, my womb felt very full to capacity, and as
a result everything it was presumably connected to, like my vagina and
that area felt as though it was also being stretched. It was as though
all the growing done by my uterus had pulled everything with it. The
resulting sensations were actually quite pleasing, although did further
contribute to my feeling so immobile.
I was forced away from thoughts of my new-found sex by the movement of
the baby inside me. The fetus I was carrying within me became suddenly
very active and I gasped in surprise. The feeling was mind-blowing. I
moved my gaze from the mirror to my belly from above. I could just see
past the twin peaks of my tits to the smooth, tight skin of my belly. I
could see all sorts of movement within me, making my skin bulge out,
interrupting the smooth, round surface of my pregnant curved tummy. It
looked like the baby inside me was trying to kick it's way out, and in
my fragile condition, with my stretched belly so tight, it felt like it
too.
Once the baby had settled down I had a shower. It felt so relaxing to
have the nice hot water running over me. I washed my bloated pregnant
body, enjoying sliding my hands over my sleek womanly curves. As scary
as it was to be so big and pregnant, it was such an amazing feeling
being an enormously pregnant woman.
Drying my new body was another experience altogether, the effort it took
due to my enormity and the condition I was now in really tired me out.
I waddled my cumbersome body back into the bedroom, naked, apart from
the towel I was holding around my waist, under my bulge. As I pondered
along on this short walk I internally groaned at how ponderously heavy
my body now was and how hard it was to walk. My big breasts wobbled to
and fro as I walked, as if to remind me of their hugely swollen
presence.
Sara was standing in the bedroom as I entered and watched me with
fascination. I felt so embarrassed but I was too tired to bother making
an effort to cover myself any more than the towel I had around my waist.
Sara approached me and circled me slowly as I stood there, looking at me
in amazement.
"How you feeling babe?" she asked me.
"Sara, I don't know what to say. I feel just so big and heavy. I'm like
an over-filled balloon but... I can't describe this. I'm a fucking woman
Sara! A pregnant woman!" I replied, tiredly lowering myself to the bed.
I sat down, completely naked with my big belly sliding between my smooth
legs.
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