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Jesse came to slowly, confused by the nearby sounds of someone
whimpering. The voice sounded familiar. Somewhere far away, she could
barely make out rhythmic, wet sounds and someone's pleased purring. At
the edges of her senses, she could feel a methodical pressure, pushing
repeatedly up into her abdomen. She was on fire with lust and could
feel her hips pumping in response, trying to push harder against
whatever kept pressing persistently at a spot below the base of her
cock.
Jesse's eyes blinked open and she gasped. The whimpering voice rang out
prettily. So that was her voice, then. She looked down to see
Victoria's pleased expression smirking up at her. The view was
partially obstructed by a pair of swollen, heavy breasts. They were her
breasts, but they were bigger than she remembered. She could feel their
weight tugging her left and right with every shift of her body. They
moved and shifted with gravity.
Jesse's eyes traced down Victoria's arm. It disappeared between Jesse's
thighs, and Victoria worked it smoothly back and forth in tiny, short
movements.
Jesse realized her hips were humping against Victoria's hand. With each
flex of Victoria's wrist, Jesse felt a sliding, massaging motion within
her. It pressed up and seemed to enter her without resistance. The
opposite, in fact; it felt like her body was welcoming it and opening
for it all on its own.
"Feels good, doesn't it?" Victoria asked.
Jesse groaned affirmative. She wanted to grab her tits and squeeze, but
dismayed to discover her wrists were still tied down.
"I couldn't resist playing with it," Victoria admitted. "You should
have seen it. You were resting peacefully when the changes started."
She slid her fingers in and out. Jesse could hear the occasional faint,
sucking sound as the fingers teased and fucked her. She wondered how
many fingers were working into her. She felt a glorious stretching
sensation with each thrust.
"It's just unreal," Victoria said. "When it started, the loose skin
around your testes shriveled up tight against you. I think I could even
see what was left of your testicles being pulled up." Her thumb worked
in circles on a sensitive firm point, just where the base of Jesse's
cock used to be. It felt so strange to be touched there; Jesse could
still feel the phantom of her penis and testicles; she could feel new
nerves crackling with sensation, but they overlapped with the ghost of
her old equipment.
"It was completely smooth. Then the crease between your legs darkened
and crept up higher, the skin pulled tight against your body. Right in
the middle of it all, a tiny dimple pushed in." Victoria was getting
visibly more excited as she told the story. "Your tiny cock kept
shrinking and shrinking. It deflated until it looked like nothing but
loose skin, and then got smaller and smaller still. It shrunk, and the
extra skin just bunched and pulled tight around it until it looked like
a pretty little hooded nub."
Victoria's cheeks were flushed. Her free hand snaked between her legs
and her other shoulder worked in circles. She bit her lip.
"Your pussy," she seemed to relish saying it, "it looked so lovely as
it bloomed out and puffed with excitement," she explained. "The lips
formed and swelled. When I saw the bead of moisture dripping out, I
knew I couldn't hold back any longer. I had to feel it."
Something was coming. Jesse cried, it felt so good. She could feel the
cool, wet sensation of slickness on her sliding thighs. Between her
cheeks, her asshole tickled with excess slippery cream. She understood
where the slickness was coming from, but just couldn't wrap her mind
around it.
"You're all mine, now Jesse. Cum for me." Victoria's fingers pressed
insistently upwards, massaging her internally and externally. "Cum on
my fingers with your beautiful new pussy."
An intense, dizzy sensation of bliss crashed into her and Jesse
clenched her teeth and legs, moaning through her orgasm, but held
firmly in place by her restraints. She squirmed and squeezed her
thighs. The waves crashed over her repeatedly, and every time she
managed to suck in air, it came back out in a moan of pleasure. It kept
coming in waves. The blissful feeling lingered with her longer than any
orgasm she'd had in her life, but already she could feel it beginning
to fade. If only she could touch herself, rub her nipples and her tiny
nub some more, maybe she could make it last longer. She needed another
one.
The buzzing in her thoughts drew slightly closer, became imperceptibly
more persistent. She barely noticed it anymore as it relentlessly
whispered happy promises. She could stay here forever.
While Jesse purred and writhed, Victoria watched, amazed. Her big,
strong boyfriend was a complete slut.
Jesse's moans subsided and became wistful. She lay still, panting. The
feeling was gone, but the desire was still there. While she recovered,
Victoria set to work undoing the restraints. With her wrists and ankles
freed, Jesse rolled onto her side, curling up into a ball. Victoria
slid in behind her. Her arms wrapped around Jesse and held her.
"Good girl," she soothed. "You were amazing." She kissed the back of
Jesse's neck. "Welcome to womanhood, pet."
Jesse smiled at the praise, feeling a tingle of warmth.
They spooned like that for a while. Jesse curled in a ball, and
Victoria wrapped around her. Jesse could feel the night air on her
womanhood, dangerously exposed behind her thighs. It was a completely
new and arousing thought. She was vulnerable. Penetrable. Something
about realizing her genitals were exposed to the rear - not being able
to see or defend against a person taking you from behind - turned Jesse
on.
Something else gnawed at her mind.
"Is this... permanent?" she asked timidly, breaking the silence.
"I think that's for me to decide," came the answer.
Jesse thrilled in fear and excitement, her skin prickling at the
thought. Victoria smiled as she felt the shudder run through her
submissive pet, "and I think I'm going to enjoy this version of you for
a very, very long time."
Jesse's heart skipped a beat. That was it, then. It seems she wasn't
changing back any time soon.
Instead of panic, Jesse felt comforted in Victoria's embrace.
Victoria's hand squeezed one of Jesse's breasts, reassuringly. It
molded in response to her firm touch. Jesse could tell it was bigger
than before. A lot bigger. They were big enough to press together and
overflow between her arms as she lay on her side.
"What happens next?" Jesse finally asked.
Victoria's mouth was dry with excitement. "I think maybe we'll lay here
a few more minutes," she promised, "and then maybe we'll try some new
clothes on you," Victoria's hand left Jesse's breast and trailed down
her side. Her palm caressed the round cheek as it moved down.
"Or perhaps," Victoria continued. "I could fuck your brains out again."
Her fingers slid between Jesse's legs, curling forward and up and
sliding home into Jesse's new, wet orifice. Jesse's head arched back a
bit as she moaned in response. Victoria reveled in the feeling of
easily plunging three fingers into Jesse's new anatomy.
Jesse imagined herself as Victoria's seductive pet. She imagined
cooking and cleaning while Victoria was out changing the world with her
miracles of science. She imagined her thighs coated with dripping
arousal as she went about her day. She imagined wearing sexy lingerie
and waiting for her mistress to arrive back home. She imagined putting
on a show for her girlfriend, slowly stripping each article of clothing
off before she was bent over the back of the couch to be roughly taken.
She fantasized about never having to worry about things like finances
and politics. The pink fog could just wash her worries away... if she
let it. She would be Victoria's perfect, submissive girlfriend. Maybe
someday: her lovely little trophy wife.
It didn't sound half bad.
Jesse pushed the tempting thoughts away. She tried to sober herself and
was relieved as the mental fog responded hesitantly to her will. She
concentrated, and found she could think normally with a bit of focus.
She rolled to face Victoria. She met her mistress's gaze.
"What if I don't want this?" she asked.
Victoria's eyebrows knitted, and she propped herself up on one elbow.
Her lovely breasts shifted and pressed together. Her eyes held Jesse's.
"Don't you?" she asked, slowly. She searched for the right words. "I
want to be your mistress. I want you to be my sexy pet. You can be the
woman I've seen all this time, under the surface. I can provide for you
and we can be lovers and step into a new realm of possibility."
Victoria paused, and Jesse said nothing. She continued.
"Or, if you want, I can change you back," she said. "I could turn you
back into James, restore your manhood. I could restore your muscles and
size. If you insist on it, I will."
Her eyes were wet and unsure, "if you ask, I'll put everything back the
way it was," she hesitated, "but then we'll be done."
Jesse felt like she'd been slapped. "Done?"
"Us. Done." Victoria confirmed. "I've shown you who I am. And I've seen
you. We shared something special with each other, a long time ago. We
revealed ourselves. I've known ever since our first night together,
this is what I wanted, for myself and for us. I've dreamed and
fantasized and - God - you don't even know how often I've masturbated
to this exact scenario. And I wouldn't be doing this, if I wasn't sure
it's what you want too. Even if you need fucking truth serum to admit
it."
Victoria reached out and intertwined her fingers with Jesse's.
"Be my pet. I will tease you and embarrass you and take you to the edge
of your limits. I'll make you beg for more, and I'll make you cum until
you beg me to stop. And you'll belong to me. You'll be my girl. But
I'll give you this opportunity to back out."
Jesse couldn't meet Victoria's gaze any longer. She looked away.
"I won't make you decide right now," Victoria said. "I'll show you what
our life can be like. I still have one more vial. It contains the last
set of changes. It also makes everything permanent."
Victoria held Jesse's gaze meaningfully. "I'll wait while you think
about it, but I can't wait forever."
"One week," Victoria's eyes sparkled as she spoke. "You can either take
the last dose," she paused, "or I'll reprogram the serum to turn you
back... and we'll say our goodbyes."
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