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THE NIGHT NEVER ENDS My name is Vincent. I was in my girlfriend's apartment and we were getting ready for a Halloween party. I wasn't planning on wearing a costume this evening. I never do those kinds of things and for the most part I have been anti-social for the last few years. Basically parties were a rarity for me. I was in my early twenties and recovering from a divorce. I married a stripper that I now am convinced is more of a prostitute than a stripper. I caught her several times having sex with different guys at various parties. The worst situation was when I came home from my job painting houses and saw she had left a note on the kitchen table. "I'm over at Tim's again I'll be home later. I left you a big yummy dinner in the paper bag. I Love You Honey Pie!" She drew cute little hearts all over the note. In the bag I found a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. I'm sure her and Tim were laughing when they left me that sandwich. Tim was a neighbor that was on house arrest waiting to go to jail. He lived a couple houses down and seemed like a real asshole. Apparently, dingbat, as I affectionately have named my wife, thought his big truck was awesome and she had been hanging around his place while I was working and going to school. I walked over to his house to retrieve dingbat and saw the front door was wide open. The screen door was closed but I could see through the screen quite well. Van Halen was playing loudly on Tim's speaker system. It looked like there was a TV on in the background that you definitely couldn't hear over the music. An old 1950's monster movie was airing on the selected channel. A bizarre looking woman was under a blanket and noticed me at the door giving me a weird look. I recognized her as Tim's soon-to-be ex-wife, but apparently she hadn't moved out yet. She gave me a smirk as if she was laughing at me through her ciggerate smoke and looked across the room towards a couch. On the couch I could barely see through the screen door, but I made out a girl riding a giant cock. The man was seated up right and the girl was facing him with her back to me as she bounced up and down on the monstrous cock. I immediately realized it was my wife fucking her friend Tim. My heart dropped in my chest and I felt almost as if I was going to vomit. I was shocked and speechless. She continued to ride him looking back at me over her shoulder. She looked like she said, "oh shit busted" she hopped off of him giggling and searched the floor quickly for her panties. "Tim! What the fuck! Where are my fucking panties Oh my god!" She giggled. Tim noticed me and flapped his dick shaken off a bit of cum from the tip. As my wife bent over to step into her panties I saw Tim's cum leaking out of her pussy. After she was dressed she bent over again to lick the remaining fluid from the tip of his cock and then skipped over to me smiling. One year later ...... When I started dating my current girlfriend, Rebecca, I was scared she would treat me the same as my wife did. This girl was different and she cared for me. My friends seemed to like her and I was happy with her. This Halloween my friends did make a mention that they wanted to dress as girls for Halloween. We picked up some cheap female costumes from a downtown shop for a party on Halloween night. I thought it was unusual, but they seemed really into it so I went along. This evening we were to go to one of her friend's parties. It was a week before Halloween so it didn't interfere with the plans my friend's had made for Halloween night. "You're not going to wear a costume tonight?" my girlfriend asked. I told her I wasn't interested in it. She knew the plan my friends had next week to dress as girls and she said it sounded weird. She said I could borrow a costume from her for tonight. She pulled out a spacesuit costume that was anything but authentic. I laughed and she laughed. She said she had another one and dug out a Jason mask and a plastic knife. It looked really cheap. "That's kinda lame, do you have anything else?" I asked. She smiled. "Yea, one more but I'm wearing it." She walked over to her closet and held a beer girl server dress in front of her sexily. "Are you excited to see me in this?" she asked seductively. I smiled. "You're going to look really hot." Then I thought about how I didn't have a costume. I must have looked sad because she said. "What's wrong? You don't want to wear this dress do you?" I laughed and shook my head "Of course not I was just thinking I don't have a costume." She pointed to the spacesuit and the Jason mask. "You don't want to wear one of those?" I shrugged. "No. Not really... I guess if I have to, but they are kind of lame ya know." She looked angry "Lame? Those are the costumes I wore last year and they were not lame at all I promise you!" She huffed and then held the beer dress in front of herself again. "What about this costume? Is it lame?" she smiled. "Noooo." I smiled. "That one is really cool! You're going to look super hot babe," I said. She put her hands on her hips. "Ok so the other costumes are lame to you and my Beer Dress is cool to you? Do you want to just wear my dress and I'll wear the Jason mask costume?" I didn't know how I walked into that one. "No the spacesuit is fine I'm not dressing as a girl" She looked a little angry. "Ok so you'll dress as a girl next week for your friends but not this week for me? That doesn't make any sense. Ok, so, you'll wear a dress for some guys but when a girl wants you to you won't." I saw where this was going and quickly realized that if I didn't wear this dress now then next week when I was wearing the female costume with my friends she would be really angry. "Ok fine." I smiled and walked over to her. "Give it to me I'll wear it tonight." The clock above her TV read 7:22 PM. "I'll put it on real quick and we'll get going so we're not late." She looked at the clock. "It's only 7 O' Clock we got a lot of time. Plus it's going to take a while to get you ready." I tried to argue that I didn't need to get ready but I agreed the shoes were essential and I'd look stupid without them, as well as with the wig, the fake breasts, at least a little make up, and panty hose. "I really don't want to wear pantyhose," I complained. She said then I would have to shave my legs. She reasoned that since I was going to dress up as a girl next week this could be a trial run. She convinced me to strip and stand in her shower as she lathered me with a weird cream that was really warm. "It kind of burns" I complained. When I washed it off all of my body hair from the neck down washed down the drain. She rubbed lotion all over the hairless body. I started to get a boner and tried to rub her boob. She smacked my hand away angrily. "We don't have time for that." She pulled a pill out form her cabinet. And presented it to me. She said it was one of her birth control pills. She said they were high strength and would keep my dick from popping up and ruining the costume. I was a little upset by this. "How am I supposed to have drunken sex with you after the party?" She said that by tomorrow night it should wear off and she promised to give me a blowjob then. I agreed and popped the pill. My dick shrunk to a tiny shriveled nothing. "It's so little oh my god how cute Awww," she joked. She effectively made me feel degraded so she decided to continue preparing me. I sat down as she started weaving a wig into my own hair. She was using a special glue she said that would help it hold. After about an hour of listening to Beyonc?, Spice Girls, and Fergie she finished with my hair and started on my make up. Foundation, eye shadow, blush, eyeliner, lip-gloss, a little glitter, lip liner, and lipstick. She glued fake eyelashes on me and I was shocked. I couldn't even recognize myself. I looked like a sexy girl. She had me lie down as she glued a pair of silicone prosthetic breasts to my chest and used make up to hide the lines. The tight Lycra panty I was told should keep my penis hidden. Actually she said, "This should hide that little thing you have between your legs "giggling. Red lace bra and lacy red garter and red fishnet stockings followed by a matching red thong panty. She drowned me in a cloud of flowery body spray. After she finished my nails I was told I could dress myself in the dress and high heels while she got ready. I was told to practice walking in the heels as she prepared herself. By the time the clock struck ten o' clock we were both ready. I effectively looked like a girl and she looked super hot. She wore a ripped blue crop top, a dirty brown leather jacket, black gloves, and super sexy short shorts. Her hair was splatter with fake streaks of blood and she carried the Jason hockey mask and a bloody machete. We drove to the party and arrived 30 minutes later. It was mostly her friends at this party and nobody new me. One of her friends greeted her with a hug. It was a blonde girl named Jenny dressed as a sexy angel. She said, "I thought you were bringing your new boyfriend, who is the hottie?" I've seen her friend Jenny before but this angel before me was a vision from heaven. My girlfriend noticed me giving Jenny the once over. At first she looked angry, but then she smirked and said, "Jenny! Meet my cousin Vicky! She is from out of town. My boyfriend ditched me for his friends tonight. It's just us girls tonight!" Jenny seemed thrilled. "That's like so perfect because Buster brought two of his college buddies with him and they wanted me to find them dates so we all could trip out up at the spot." "Oh mi gawd the spot! Yes we are so doing that!" she screamed with excitement. Their conversation turned foreign to me as they giggled and squealed. I noticed 3 guys staring at me lustfully. They were talking to each other and making kissy faces to me. I was so surprised. They actually thought I was a girl and they thought I was hot. It actually made me feel kind of proud. One was dressed like Freddy Krueger, one was a devil, and another was dressed in a German hiker outfit. I realized that this must have been staged. My girlfriend matched with the Fred Krueger guy, the devil guy and Jenny the angel matched and apparently my German beer girl dress matched with the German hiker outfit. I was not happy. We all got in a van and drove up into the mountains. I tried to keep my voice low and feminine and didn't have to say much. My guy liked to talk and was talking my ear off. We finished some beers from the party and passed around a few joints as we climbed the mountain in the van. I was getting really stoned and he was getting a little touchy feely. I tried to get help from the others but Jenny was giving the devil that was driving a blowjob and my girlfriend was engaged in a hot and heavy make out session with Freddy. My guy brushed my hair over my shoulder and was sucking on my neck. I remembered he had said that he almost came as a vampire tonight. Here he was sucking on my neck anyway. I thought it was ironic and said, "Your not supposed to be sucking me ya know" I joked. He leaned back and winked. "That's right you're the beer server girl tonight aren't you. You should be doing the serving I bet" he unbulked his pants. I tried to explain that it wasn't what I meant but it was to late. His cock was out. He grabbed my hand and used it to masturbate him. "Lick your hand," he said shoving my own hand in my face. "Get a lot of spit on it" I spit into my hand and licked all over my own hand. I was so totally stoned from the weed at this point and I totally didn't care anymore. My wet hand was guided back to his cock where my saliva lubed it and the jerk off session continued. I looked over and couldn't see my girlfriend. The seat in front of me was shaking and then I saw one her legs being raised and bent forward by Freddy. He was on top of her fucking her hard. She was squealing with excitement as I heard the slapping sounds of their bodies as her pounded away at her. I was getting jealous and really angry. I started pulling this guy's dick harder and faster. "Ohhh baby yea" he moaned and put his hand around my neck guiding my head down to his cock. I was very stoned and soon was giving him a very enthusiastic erotic blowjob. I just tried to remember everything girls did to me. The mushroomed head of his penis was super warm. I sucked as hard as I could and as deep as I could go. I gagged a lot but I was able to get it into my throat a few times. I swallowed his cum 2 more times that night and was in a zombie trance the rest of the night. During one of my blowjobs my date fingered my butthole, which actually felt not that bad. I woke up the next day in my girlfriend's dorm room alone in her bed. I pulled the blanket off to see I was in my bra, panties, and stockings. She was on her couch sleeping on her date. Apparently he decided to stay. As we all woke up she explained that her date "Gregory" carried me to the bed and said that they could take the couch. "Isn't he such a gentleman, Vicky" she smiled reminding me of my new name. "Yea thanks a lot Greg." I tried to smile to keep up the illusion. God knows what would happen if these guys found out I was really a guy. We all took showers and got dressed. In the shower my hair was really stuck on my head. "This glue must be like crazy glue." I thought softly tugging the hair as I washed it. As for the breasts that were on very secure too. I wondered how the hell I was going to remove these things. My penis looked so small and my balls looked as if they shrunk. Optimistically I decided, "At least it'll be easier to conceal them in the panties." While Greg showered she explained to me that I would just have to be Vicky for a while longer until Greg left. She gave me another one of those pills and we started to get dressed. She dressed me in a white pleated skirt and pink crop top. It matched the pink panty and bra set with white lace. She fixed my hair into a high ponytail with a pink hair tie and clipped some fake earrings to my ears. To save time we did our own makeup and I watched her as I did mine to copy. After she finished hers she fixed my mistakes and explained little tips about how I could've done it better. Greg came out of the bathroom in his underwear. He was at least 4 inches taller then I. His chest and abs were ripped. He was perfectly sculpted like a Greek god. My girlfriend whispered to me smiling "that boy is mine girl. You get your own" and poked my side tickling me. I was very ticklish and lost control in a giggle fit. Greg took us to the mall for breakfast. He ate tacos and following my girlfriend's lead we shared a small salad. As we walked around one of my fake earrings fell out and Greg noticed. Rebecca, my girlfriend, made up a story that my parents were very religious and wouldn't let me get my ears pierced. Greg volunteered to pay for my piercings. I was giving 2 in each ear, and one in my belly button. Rebecca got her nipples pierced and then Greg noticed they gave tattoos. He decided to get himself a tattoo of a fancy lock on the center of his chest. I didn't understand until Rebecca got a tattoo of a giant key on her left butt cheek. I tried to convince her that I didn't want it and she explained that it was just henna and the tattoo goes away in a few months anyway. 2 cherries were tattooed on my belly next to my belly button, a flowery wrap around my right ankle, and on my right butt cheek a key similar to Rebecca's. To unlock the heart of my man when I found him they said. When my tattoo was finished Greg had left but it seemed Jenny showed up with her other friend Bridget. They all agreed to go to get make overs at a salon and spa that Bridget's family owned. Rebecca wanted me to pop a couple more pills. She told me these would help because one would block my boy hormones and the other would give me girl hormones. I tried to refuse. My argument that taking hormones might be dangerous was laughed away. She asked me what I thought the pills were. I guess last night's pill had female hormones in it. I wondered if that was why I was so easily convinced to blow that guy. Then I thought about getting a blowjob. I asked her how we were supposed to ever have sex if I couldn't get a boner. She laughed and said, "Uh yea so Greg fucked my pussy raw last night so I need a break. You on the other hand are acting like you need to get a cock shoved up you too." I tried to not argue with her and just took the pills. At the salon we were all seated and they started with washing our hair in sinks. The woman washing my hair commented, "These are extensions, huh, who did this? You?" I didn't want to give away that I was really a guy so I mumbled, "One of my girlfriends." She brushed them with her fingers under the water. "I got something better!" She dried my hair and walked me over to a table that I could lay on in the back. As I lay down she noticed my fake boobs adjusting. She grabbed them and squeezed smiling. "These are fake." Grabbing my crotch. "Fake here to sweetie" winking. I felt nervous. "Ok I confess, I dressed as a girl for Halloween and things kind of got out of hand." She stood there thinking about it smiling. "So you decided to stay as a girl for awhile then?" I thought about Jenny and Bridget and didn't want them to tell anyone about this. "Yea I need to be as feminine as possible for just a little while longer to convince some other new friends. I have to be convincing." She smiled. "So you met some new friends huh? Did you end up with a guy last night or something?" "Uhhh." I didn't know what to say. "I did yea, I was really drunk and we smoked sum weed." I started to cry a little. "I even (sniffling) rubbed his cock and gave him head and probably more I don't remember all of it." She rubbed my forehead sympathetically. "There, there, sweetheart its ok, I understand. After you dressed up as a girl and gave a cute guy oral sex you realized that this is who you really are! I understand it's a lot for you to handle at the same time. So many powerful emotions." I thought about what she was saying and realized that she thinks I like being a girl and I wanted to stay a girl. I only needed to remain a girl for the rest of the day to convince Jenny and Bridget. She returned with a pair of headphones and explained, "You're going to listen to this and it will help sweetie. I'll take care of the rest." Once the headphones were on my ears I felt her poke me with a needle in my thigh. The headphones sounded like the ocean with soft music playing in the distance. I tried to think about what the song was and it sounded either like Britney Spears or Taylor Swift kind of pop music. There was also a voice speaking in the distance that wasn't part of the song. I couldn't really make out what the voice was saying but it was very soothing. I felt an overwhelming feeling of d?j? vu and then fell into a deep comatose like sleep. When I woke up my girlfriend Rebecca was standing over me smiling. The headphones were not on my head anymore. "Wow! Vicky Oh Mi GOD you look so incredible! Wow like oh mi god wow!" I looked down and noticed I was naked. I lifted my hands and saw I had perfect French tipped nails in snow-white nail polish. On my chest I still had the fake breasts but they felt different. I grazed one of the nipples and I actually felt my finger. The large plump pink nipple hardened slightly and I gasped in pleasure. It felt really good. The breasts were larger than before and didn't look fake at all. They definitely looked real. I reached between my legs and felt a wet spongy softness that obviously was a fake vagina. I inserted a finger inside and felt like I was being penetrated. "Oh my god Rebecca I feel penetration! How?" She walked closer to me staring at my new lower region. "I don't know for sure but I know that this salon is famous for adding realistic female parts to their clients. Some of their best stuff is upwards into the tens of thousands of dollars so I never could afford to see all of it but this is amazing. Chloe, your beautician, told me how she gave you 'the works' and that it was 'on the house'." She stroked my leg. "I guess you are going to be Vicky for a little while longer." After slipping on the panties again and clipping the bra over my new breasts I examined myself in the mirror that covered the back wall of the room. My blonde hair rolled down past my shoulders and outlined my face. My eyes were a light shady green now. They usually were brown but now were green. My eyebrows were perfect sexy arches that came to a point. The beige colored eye shadow was subtle over the black mascara that coated my eyelashes. The lashes were large and perfectly separated as they fanned away from the eyes. My nose was smaller and looked more slender and upturned. I'd say it was perky. My cheekbones were definitely more defined and accentuated with pink sparkly blush. My lips looked slightly larger then normal painted a bloody red. I pursed my lips to kiss the air and I smiled. My teeth were so white! I smiled bright biting my lip and gritting my teeth that were brilliantly white now. My breasts were overflowing the bra I borrowed from Rebecca. My body curved inward bringing to reality the hourglass figure I now possessed. My hips were wider than a normal girl's were. I turned and saw that my butt was now quite plump. I was a cute blonde girl with sizeable tits and basically an enormous ass. My thin waist looked almost freakish with an ass this large. "Oh my god! Becky, why did they have to give me such a huge ass?" I giggled playfully spanking my ass cheeks and watching them jiggle. Rebecca was watching me with a shocked expression. "Did you just call me Becky?" She giggled covering her face. "Are we Becky and Vicky now?" she smiled. I thought about it and realized that I even talked like a ditzy blonde bimbo now. I shook my legs making my booty jiggling more as I pouted. "What am I supposed to do with this bubble butt? I look like a slutty stripper whore with a ghetto badonkadonk like this 'Bee'!" Rebecca smiled and playfully smacked my ass cheek. "The black boys are going to love this booty Vick. Your donkey ass is going to be like cock magnet for the black boys," she giggled. I looked at her with a disappointed pout. "You shouldn't be racist Bee. You better not talk like that if we end up hooking up with black boys tonight. They'll think you're totally racist! That's like so super stereo system typical or whatever" She opened her mouth in shock. "When we hook up with black boys!! Vicky! (Becky giggled) Are you already thinking about black guys? Damn Gurl! (Giggling) Heel! Down gurl!" I realized what I said and tried to rationalize why I would say that. "No, that's not what I meant.... you said I would attract black boys and I just thought that if I did we would probably like ya know probably. ...Uhhh (grunting and stamping my foot) ...look Bee if a big black guy came up to me and asked me out what am I supposed to say? No? What if like he was one of those cute charming black guys & like he had a lot of sexy muscles ya know?" In my mind was a naked black guy ripped with muscles with a huge veiny cock that pointed out to me like a big fat arrow. The image gave me chills. Not bad chills but sexy chills that made my pussy become moist with fluid. "Oh my god I have like a bunch of naked black guys and naked black cocks in my head now. What the fuck!" I said holding my head. "Holy shit Vicky they fucking voodooed your brain too. That is so cool!" Becky clapped her hands giggling and jumping up and down excitedly. "It's not cool ok Becky!" I shouted. "I don't have control over my own thoughts now." I started to cry. "Shhhh its ok Vicky. Shhh. We are going to make it better ok." She embraced me in a hug and stroked my forehead. "Ok just relax and think about all the cute clothes we could buy you now." Becky giggled jokingly. "Shut up!" I mumbled as I pouted into her shoulder as she hugged me and stroked my hair. We decided that since the mall was closing we had better leave. I tried hard to push the thoughts of naked sexy guys out of my head. The thoughts and cravings were driving me insane. "Bombastic" by Britney Spears was on the radio as we drove back to her dorm room. I started grinding my pussy into the seat and was lost in the ecstasy moaning lightly under my breath. Becky lowered the radio. "Ok sweetheart you are one horny bitch. I think we both know the only thing that's going to chill you the fuck out." I looked at her pouting. "No Becky!" I begged her. "Please I don't know what will happen if I did that!" "Yep" Becky nodded convinced it was the only answer. "Vicky is going to need a big juicy cock shoved up her pussy as soon as fucking possible." I grinded into my own hand submissively "Noooo" I mumbled and bit my lip. I was saying, "No," but in my mind I was already kneeling in the middle of circle of large veiny cocks pointed at my face. Becky looked at me and smiled "It's ok. You're a slut! It's obvious!" Becky flicked my nipple and giggled. "Once you get fucked hard enough it should calm you the fuck down for ...oh I don't know? Maybe a day." Becky giggled hysterically. I wanted to argue with her but she was right. I was overwhelming horny. They must have hypnotized me with those headphones while I was unconscious. I went to the bathroom and put my head against the mirror looking into my new green eyes. "Just one" I told myself. "Ok, just because I need it! I'm going to fuck one guy and that's it." I was worried what would happen but those feelings were small compared to the new feminine urges that were shocking my body. Back in Becky's dorm room we played dress up for over an hour. I tried on all her sluttiest clothes and we giggled like horny schoolgirl sluts as we talked about different cocks and what we would do to them. I was posing in the mirror wearing one of her short skirts and adjusting the crop top over my new breasts when she smacked my bare ass cheek hard. "You are ONE SEXY BITCH!" she giggled. The smack on my ass sent a shiver up my spine that felt very satisfying. I thought about it for a second. "Oh my god!" I gasped. I hiked the skirt up and put my hands on the dresser and leaned over. "Spank my ass again ... but like harder this time" I said eagerly. She skipped over and really cracked me on my butt cheek giggling. The sting of her smack shot pleasure and satisfaction through my entire body. "Ohhhhhh fuuck yea do it again!!!" I moaned. She giggled, "You like that you little WHORE! (SMACK) Ohhh yea (SMACK) oh I think you've been a bad girl huh sweetie (SMACK SMACK) Thinking about all those juicy cocks huh? (SMACK SMACK) ooooo look at that pussy dripping over here," she giggled. I felt liquid flowing out my pussy as the pleasure rippled through my body. "Oh yea Becky that's feels like so fucking incredibly good right now Oh my god!" That's when I felt something stabbing into my butt cheek. I look over my shoulder and Becky was wearing a huge black strap on dildo. She was trying to aim it at my pussy. "Becky that is way to big for me oh my god," I moaned hoping it would fit. As she pushed it into my new vagina the penetration felt incredibly real. I could feel my pussy muscles hugging onto the black shaft as it slid deeper into my belly. She fucked me with that black cock for a while until she decided I had to learn to ride. So she lay back on the bed with the cock pointing to the air and told me to, "Get on this thing slut! Let's see if you got any cock riding skills brain washed into you" giggling. I climbed on her straddling her waist and lowered myself onto the dildo. After it slid in I felt complete again. I was getting worried this was going to be too addictive. She pinched my nipples as I bounced on top of her with a goofy smile on my sweaty face. After a few minutes of that I felt like I was being electrocuted with a lightning bolt of euphoria! My bolt violently jerked as I grunted and squealed on top of Becky. Her face had a wide lustful smile. She was staring into my eyes with that toothy grin as she giggled uncontrollably. Soon we were both dripping in sweat and cum naked and hugging each other in a sticky after sex pretzel of love as we both drifted off to an exhausted sleep session that was overwhelmingly well earned. Conclusion ...... Vicky and Becky partied for days after that. Eventually, Becky had to get back to school so they arranged with a connection from a friend to get Vicky a new identity. Vicky enrolled in college and tried to join a sorority. Her grades were well below any of the sorority's standards so she continued to live with Becky. A doctor told her she was now 100% female and appeared to have always have been. When she told the doctor her story she was referred to a therapist that she sees once a week now. Vicky continues to struggle with her studies, but the treatment she receives from the mental health professional is helping her. The salon denied that Vicky was ever a customer and all record of the existence of the beautician that altered her gender has apparently vanished from existence. Slowly, she is coming to terms with the reality of her situation. The night never really ended for Vicky. Although, as she slowly normalizes her life, she is beginning to see a crack of sunrise on the horizon. THE END