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############# Author's note ############# This is my first work of fiction. I hope you like it. English is not my first language, so I apologise in advance for all typos and the wobbly grammar. I am happy to receive comments and suggestions. This story comes after "The Randomiser". You should read that first. I want to thank all the people that left reviews on my first story. You have been of great help and gave me the motivation to write more. I hope this second part will stand up to your expectations. If you like it, please leave more reviews and suggestions for future chapters. All the content's rights are mine (Shiraz) and can't be published outside Fictionmania without my permission. Shiraz Derwine ######################################### THE RANDOMISER part 2 I went back to London from Berlin on a Sunday. I spent in my hotel room the last two days of my stay in Berlin, unsure of how anyone would react to my new body shape. That Friday night a freaky sci-fi/magical machine gave me the ass of an 18 years old girl that could be the model of any underwear brand making thongs, or butt implants. My ass cheeks stood out from my body like a bookshelf and their skin was extremely sensitive. For a 31 years old male, this was not normal. I was a bit less worried about the other "prize" that the Randomiser gave me during my night at the fetish club last Friday. My throat would turn into an insatiable vagina whenever I saw a cock but, as the owner of the machine itself pointed out before fucking me, I wouldn't really have many chances to see cocks in the wild in Berlin or anywhere else. The day before my trip I spent part of the morning checking online catalogues of fast delivering companies that sold clothing. Amazon seemed to be able to deliver within 24 hours, weekends included, so I used their services to buy a tracksuit a couple of sizes bigger than I am. My plan was to disguise my new shape under the heavy fabric of wintery gym wear. I still had no idea of how I would explain my new shape to Jane, my wife, once I'd get to London. After buying my tracksuit and ordering some room service I spent my Saturday and Sunday morning in the hotel room that the company I worked for provided for me to attend a seminar a few days earlier. More than once I admired my new lower back in the mirror, being careful that my cock didn't show or I would start salivating pussy juice from my mouth. As a crossdresser I loved my new shape, but as an adult human being I was terrified by how I would manage the whole situation in my day to day life. ----------- The flight home went smoothly. No one seemed to care that I was wearing my elegant coat over a tracksuit, maybe they thought I just had bad taste, and I could make it home without any incident. When I arrived at home Jane was still at work, still busy with the opening of a new store in central London. She started this job about one year before; she took care of all business details related to opening new outlets in the UK for Swish, a clothing brand based in France that was experiencing a rapid growth. In less than a year she opened three new stores in London and the latest one was twice as big as the other two put together. She had an eye for business and she was getting both money and satisfaction from her job. As an added bonus I was getting some sexy clothes for Samantha, my en-femme persona when crossdressing, whenever she had some samples in my size. Jane loved seeing me dressed up like a hot girl and she would frequently take home some matching sets of Swish lingerie for me and her, get us to wear them and then have some steamy sex. I spent some time that day thinking about how to explain my new body shape to her. I never kept any secret from Jane, I never needed to. All our fantasies, our sexy secrets, our adventures were shared and cherished between us. How would I explain that I was now sporting a girly butt, and a vagina in my throat? How would I tell her that I was fucked by a guy and that I loved it in a way I could have never loved it before? I decided not to spill all the beans. She would certainly see my butt and I would try to explain all I knew about the Randomiser, but I would keep the other transformation secret for now, including how Kasim took advantage of both of them. I jumped into the shower and relaxed for a while under the hot water, occasionally looking at my own cock to start the transformation of my mouth into a female sex organ. I inspected the inside of my mouth while my throat was silently screaming to be penetrated and my glands were producing litres of pussy juice. My teeth retracted inside my gums and left my mouth smooth and ready to welcome a penis without hurting it. My lips served as a pair of labia and I was sucking my own fingers while looking down between my legs to keep the transformation going. I reached my throat with my index finger in the way you can usually cause a gag reflex but all I got back was a wave of pleasure. I pulled out and looked up to break the spell and let my throat revert to normal instead of falling into a sex-induced trance. I got out of the shower and dressed in a skimpy corset dress similar to the one I used at the party, ready to welcome my wife home. Jane arrived at 7PM. She was an icon of beauty. At 29 she had the body of a 20 years old: fit, with two perky c-cup breasts on a girly frame. She stood at 5 feet 4 inches, that with a pair of 5" heels, that she usually wore, matched my height. Her auburn hair contrasted her green eyes. I was a lucky man to have such a wonderful specimen of woman as a wife, and a kinky one too. I welcomed her at home running towards her as soon as she closed the door. With my 3" heels I was just a bit taller than her. Before we could say a word we were locked in a long and wet French kiss, our hands holding each other's back in a tight embrace. When we let go of each other I was surprised that she didn't say anything of my new ass, but at the same time I realised that she didn't touch it at all. Not knowing what was there, why would she go for my male ass after all? She got undressed, taking off her pencil skirt, jacket and shirt, keeping on just her lingerie and her heels. She was wordy of a Victoria Secret's catalogue, simply beautiful and perfect. I was waiting for her in the kitchen. "So, how was your trip?" she asked me while pouring two glasses of red wine for us to celebrate my return. "It was good. Well, even better from a certain point of view. There were some... errr... unexpected developments," I replied. "Right, you said something about it on the phone. Is it some tech stuff? Actually, you said that the developments came after the seminar!" With that she walked past me on her way to the sofa and she slapped my ass that, again, was tenting the mini skirt of my corset. For a second she kept walking, then turned around and looked at my back, then at my face while I was biting my lower lip for the pleasure from the spanking, and then she looked at my ass again. Her eyes looked like they were about to pop out of her head for the disbelief. She came closer and started fondling, or exploring, the two perfect orbs that sat on top of my legs. "Ok, wait a minute!" she said while putting down the glass of wine. "What is this? Where is this from? What did you do in Berlin?" she kept touching and caressing my bottom. "Well, it's quite hard to explain. Actually, no, it's easy to explain but it's hard to believe!" I said, almost moaning for the pleasure of her hands on my super sensitive skin. "I think you should try!" she went on. "Did you do some silicone injections or did you get implants or something? I have seen your ass so many times that I could draw a map of it while blindfolded, but this is nowhere close to what it was before. It's so hard and perky, yet it feels so natural." I went on explaining about the key I received, the Randomiser, and the fact that at the beginning I had no idea of what happened. I said that someone explained to me how the randomiser worked and that all feelings I was now getting from this new part of my body were amplified. I told her that her touch was driving me crazy and that she would have to be careful if she didn't want me to make a mess in the kitchen right there. She picked up her glass of wine and went to sit down on the sofa, patting on the available space to invite me to sit down. I sat next to her, ready to try and explain some more, even if I too knew little more about the transformation. As soon as I sat she pushed me up gently. "Don't you dare remove that piece of ass from my sight. Kneel on the sofa so I can inspect your new behind," she commanded. I moved to a kneeling position, my knees where I was sitting just a second earlier and my face looking away from her. She didn't even need to move my mini skirt up because the shelf shape of my back was doing it automatically. She started exploring my ass cheeks, moving her hands up and down their round shape, then spanking me lightly to feel the consistency of the flesh under my new skin. I was in heaven and a few moans escaped my mouth just from the chills her hands were giving me. Then she left the living room, telling me not to move from my current position. A few seconds later she was back with some objects in her hands. A bottle of lubricant and a purple plastic dildo vibrator. I noticed that my mouth didn't start salivating from the sight of the sex toy. It probably didn't look realistic enough to trigger the transformation. This was good as I wouldn't have to explain that too all at once. "So you say that every feeling you are getting from this new ass of your is amplified?" she asked me rhetorically while pouring some lubricant between my ass cheeks. The feeling of the cold lube made me shiver with pleasure and I let go a loud "Mmmmhhhhh". She went on caressing the whole of my lower back in circles, each time ending closer to my hole with her fingers until she ended in the middle and let one finger enter me. I moaned louder as the feeling became more intense. She inserted another finger, stretched my skin, and then she put another one. I was shaking uncontrollably, making every sort of purring and moaning noise my body was capable of. It felt so good when she started playing inside me with her fingers, reaching a bit further inside towards my prostate. Then with a quick motion she pulled her fingers out and I knew what to expect. The tip of the wavy purple dildo entered my anus and then pulled out. It had a shape made for extra pleasure, with a wide top that would lead to a thinner section about one inch long, then wide again for another inch, then small and so on for its 12 inches length. We played with this toy many times before. She used to love it in her own ass but we never managed to push it all in, neither inside her nor inside myself. She pushed in again, this time she went deeper, to the second thin sector passing the second thick one. Each time the wider sections entered and exited my ass I could feel waves and waves of pleasure and from my face and my grunts there was no mistaking that I was enjoying this way more than usual. She pulled out, in again, out, in, each time two inches deeper. "Samantha, it's all in!" Before I could realise it, the whole dildo was inside me and I was enjoying every tiny bit of it. It was as if the tip was touching some magic spot inside my body and waves, no, tsunamis of pleasures were coming from it. "This new ass of your truly is magic!" she said with a surprised tone, still holding the entire shaft inside me. "Let's see how crazy it gets you!" That's when Jane activated the vibration and the pleasure I was feeling before instantly multiplied ten folds sending me straight to the highest circles of heaven. Oblivious of the world around me I was in ecstasy as she held the toy inside me and I came gallons of cum, more than ever before, covering our leather sofa and my corset in sperm. Jane switched off the vibration and slowly pulled the dildo out of my body. The opening-closing motion of my hole, that usually gave me discomfort after ejaculating, kept giving me pleasure as the thick and thin sections moved past my ass. The last drops of cum left my body and I collapsed on the sofa the very moment the tip of the vibrator went out. "This truly is remarkable!" my wife stated. "I didn't think I would believe a story like yours, with magic machines and transformations, but I can't find any logical explanation to your new shape and to the level of pleasure you reached from anal sex. It was so hot seeing you in awe, completely lost in a magic world of your own while I was fucking you with that dildo." "So, you are not angry with me for this?" I asked, unsure of what she was thinking of my enhanced, but still feminine, feature. "Angry? I am excited to see what your magic ass can do! I can't wait to play with it properly!" With that she stood, kissed me on the forehead and went to wash the sex toy while I was still panting for air sitting on the sofa. After that we had a light meal and we moved to the bedroom where it was my turn to give her a proper orgasm. I dimmed the light to try and avoid seeing my own cock while making love. I got naked and we started fucking our brains away as we usually did. She was a force of nature in all positions, a real goddess of sex. The fact that she was caressing my ass here and there just added to the horniness of being in bed with the most amazing woman that ever walked the earth. I made sure to be on top at all time so I wouldn't have to look at my own dick. I had no idea about how long I could hide my other transformation but that night I just wanted to make her happy like she made me just a couple of hours earlier. We only stopped one and a half hours later, when she hit her second orgasm and I came into her. She was on the pill so we could enjoy our intercourses without a condom. We both fell asleep, tired but happy. I was particularly relaxed because I told her at least half of my secret and it was definitely not a problem for her. ----------- The next morning, a Monday, our usual routine began. Cuddle in bed, go to the kitchen together for breakfast, then she would take a quick shower and I would do the same once she was done. Up until that point everything worked as usual, but then I had to get dressed for work. I am lucky enough that my job didn't require a uniform, so I could wear whatever I wanted, but that day I couldn't pull any of my pants anywhere past my new ass. The tracksuit I used to fly back from Germany was too informal even for my work so I literally had no options. When I told Jane she laughed at the situation and she promised she would have a look in one of the Swish stores she was about to visit that day for work. I called my boss and told him that I was sick from the flight and that I could work from home since all I had to do at the moment was to write a report about the event. He didn't ask any question so I relaxed a bit, wore a casual skirt to stay at home and spent most of my day on the sofa working on my laptop. That evening Jane arrived home with a bag from Swish. Inside there were a few pairs of women's slacks that could have passed for trousers of a male suit. The shape wasn't exactly the same as my other pants, but at least I could pull them over my ass. There were three pairs of trousers in my new size and one pencil skirt that I handed to Jane thinking that it was hers. She said that the pencil skirt was mine, she took a pair of ankle strap high heels from my side of the wardrobe and asked me to wear them. She wanted to enjoy my new curves. I spent the evening in my new long pencil skirt, taking tiny steps on my heels, feeling my heavier ass bouncing up and down. While I was putting the dishes in the dishwasher at the end of our dinner I saw Jane looking at me from the sofa and fingering herself whenever I bent over. I jumped on her and we had a fantastic night of wild sex. ----------- Tuesday and Wednesday went smoothly. I got some stares at work from some female colleagues and one male, but no one actually said or asked anything. My black trousers and my jacket did a good job at hiding my new shape and by the end of Wednesday I didn't even think about it anymore. I didn't think about the shape, that is, because my cheeks were extremely sensitive and the lighter fabric of the trousers was sending shivers up my spine with every step I took, or when I was sitting down, or when I was standing... constantly. That night I got home a bit earlier than Jane. Just the time to change into a thong and a mini skirt. While I was getting dressed I accidentally looked at my cock and I could feel the familiar feeling of a transformation going on in my mouth, my teeth retracting and the saliva changing texture into pussy lubricant. That is when my wife arrived. Jane walked into the apartment carrying an anonymous paper bag that she left next to the door. She immediately looked for me and came to give me a kiss. A kiss that she broke quicker than usual. She stared at me for a second and then she pushed me on the bed, face up. "Stay there!" she commanded. Then she went to grab something from the paper bag. When she returned she climbed on top of me, placing her pussy just inches from my mouth and the weight of her body on my chest. "Who is she?" she asked. "She? I am not sure of what you are talking about!" I replied, honestly surprised by her question. "Do you think I don't remember what pussy juices taste like? I remember it all too well, and your mouth tastes exactly the same. You must have eaten out a girl not long ago. You know, I am not jealous..." she said, but I stopped her while trying to think quickly of an excuse that wouldn't give my secret away. "Jane, I swear, I didn't do..." I said, but she stopped me this time. "I am not jealous! I am curious, really! Was she good? Be honest with me and I will reward you!" And then she moved her pussy onto my mouth, rubbing her clit on my lips. "Jane, I mmmmmm... mmmmmhhhh... let me expl...." I could barely speak with her sex in my mouth. "I will show you what your prize is if you behave..." she said, and from behind her shoulders she produced a strap-on belt in front of which there was the replica of a thick black cock, complete with veins and two large balls. As soon as I saw it my mouth started changing again. I lost the ability to speak but Jane didn't know what was going on and she probably thought that her own pussy was preventing me from speaking. She put more and more weight on my mouth, moving her clit faster and faster on my now smooth gums. She was lost in the moment, looking up while riding my face, holding the strap-on belt right in front of her, where I couldn't avoid seeing it. My mouth was producing gallons of juices that were mixing with Jane's, lubricating my throat-vagina. I wanted that massive cock in my throat. I wanted it badly. Seconds before she could reach an orgasm from our weird scissoring she slowed down and moved back by a few inches. "So?" she asked. "Do you want this big black cock of min...." At that moment she looked down at my face and she must have seen what was inside my mouth. Jane leapt back by three meters in a split second. On her face was a look of terror. The strap-on belt fell somewhere behind the bed, and my mouth was reverting to its original form. In 10 seconds I was able to speak again. "I had no idea of how to tell you about this other change from that machine". I said with my eyes pointing down. "Whenever I see a cock my throat will do this. And that includes my own cock too. I saw it while getting changed and some of my own pussy juice must have remained in my mouth. That's what you tasted. I am sorry." She remained silent for a few seconds. I can imagine that her mind was trying to make sense of all of this. "So, that was actual magic!" she said. "There are ways, I guess, to grow a nice piece of ass. But what you have there is not anatomically possible. Are you sure that you told me everything about Friday night?". We both moved to the living room and sat at the dining table. I poured some red wine for us and started telling her the whole story. Everything about how Kasim gave me the second key that I stupidly decided to use, everything about me sucking him off at the club, and everything about how he used pictures of cocks to keep me aroused while going to my hotel room where he fucked my new ass. I didn't want to tell Jane any more lies, so I was actually honest about my feelings during that time, telling her how much I feel the needed for a cock in my throat when it became a vagina and how much I enjoyed the feeling of it when it went in and out of me. And I also told her that, as she already knew, my bottom was now so sensitive that I couldn't have not liked my first time using it. I was mortified for all of that, because of the unwritten agreement that we had between us about not going out with other people. When I finished my story she simply stayed at the table. An awkward silence was all that could be heard. She stared at me without making a noise for at least two minutes. Then she stood and walked to our bedroom. I was mortified, I was left with no energy and I was about to cry. I just remained at the table, sipping my glass of wine while my mind wandered if there was a way back from all of this, if Jane would forgive me, if she would accept me at all. I turned around to face the window and looked absently at the skyline of London. The rain made everything more miserable, if possible. What was ten minutes felt like years. I heard a noise behind me and when I turned around Jane was back, already sitting at the same spot where she was before. Her laptop was on the table between us but I couldn't see what she was doing with it. She took another sip from her cup. "Look, Jane, I am sorry to..." I said, but she stopped me with a wave of her hand. "I have found where the Randomiser will be next! It will be in Zagreb, Croatia, at the end of the next week. I already booked our flights!" she said. Immediately I connected her words to my idea of reverting the changes. If Kasim was the maker of the Randomiser he must have had a way to take the changes back. I could pay some money too, if needed. I had some on the side. "Ok, Jane, I was thinking the same! I should find a way to have these curses removed and..." I started. "Removed? I never said that I want them gone. I want you to play again, and I want to have a round too!" she surprised me. "No, look, it's probably a bad idea! The Ranmmmfff... fth rmmmfffff...." While I was talking she stood. The massive black fake cock still hanging from the belt on her waist. My throat turned into a vagina, my mouth was filled with feminine lubricant in just a couple of seconds. My eyes were hooked on that toy. I just craved it. "I think that what you told me of Kasim gave me a few good ideas, Samantha! Now, why don't you get on your knees and give this toy a warm welcome to our home?" I dropped on my knees immediately and slipped the tip of that plastic monster between my lips. As it slid on my tongue I could tell that it wasn't the same as having the real thing in my mouth, but I really wanted it. I wanted all of its length down my throat. The moment it hit my clitoris I let out a deep breath through my nose. The feeling was just overwhelming. I wanted to leave it on the tip on my clit for a few seconds longer, but Jane pulled my head towards her and the first inch of cock went straight through the vaginal opening. I loved it and wanted more. Slowly but steadily I went on, taking more and more of it down my throat. My eyes were open and all I could see was this massive dick sliding under my eyes and towards me as my wife's body was approaching. Her own pussy was wet, I couldn't see it under the belt but I could smell two different vaginal fluids. From the noises Jane was making I can tell that she was enjoying this too. My throat could now feel every vein of the fake cock sliding through it. A feeling of bliss grew inside me as I could feel the dildo filling my chest. Before I knew it my lower lip touched the rubbery balls hanging under the shaft. Jane noticed that and started moving backwards and forward fucking my face as if she always had a cock. The tip of the 15 inches long dildo was moving inside my body and my enhanced cavity could follow every vein moving up and down against my throat. We went on like that for more than 5 minutes when my neck was almost hurting from being constantly tense. My wife pulled me up to face her and gave me a kiss, or better she licked my lips and stretched her tongue to find the clitoris inside my mouth but she could barely touch it before it turned back into a regular throat. I was almost disappointed that she didn't let me have a throat orgasm but then she told me to stand up and bend on the table. "I can make you shut up whenever I want now. Let's see if I can also make you scream." she said from behind me. With one quick move she undid the zip of my skirt and pulled it down. I knew what was coming. Less than a few seconds after she stopped fucking my mouth I could feel the tip of the strap-on cock opening my anus. As if she was still fucking my face she just went all in. I could feel the well lubricated piece of black rubber passing through my asshole. In my mouth I could taste my own juices and that made me hornier and hornier. She pushed the full length of the realistic dildo up my ass and I loved every inch of it. The feeling on my skin was just a bit less than the feeling I could get in my throat, but the fact that she was holding me still with one hand on my back and one on my ass cheeks was adding to the experience. I was again in ecstasy. She kept going until my legs started shivering and I was about to come. With a loud pop she pulled out of me, she quickly undid her belt and pulled me on the carpeted floor without wasting any time. Jane pushed my face down to her sex and I started licking her clit, lapping up as much of her juices as I could. The smell and the taste of her fluids mixing with my own was intoxicating. When she started moaning louder I finally climbed up, and while giving her an extremely wet kiss I started fucking her pussy with my hard cock. She kept screaming for a few minutes until, at the same time, we both came in one of the best orgasms the human race had ever experienced. After that we both collapsed on the floor where we lay for some time in each other arms. The strength of the orgasm amplified my joy for knowing that I didn't have to hide from my wife any more, and that not only she was ok with my freaky changes but that she also enjoyed them as much as I did. In the sweetest aftermath we cuddled for a very long time and then we moved right to bed, spent but happy and with an important appointment with the Randomiser in less than two weeks. ----------- Every hour that wasn't spent at work during the next ten days was spent having sex between Jane and myself. We fucked in every possible position and, considering my enhancements, we also fucked in positions that we previously didn't think possible. Sometimes she'd turn my mouth into a vagina and fuck it with the dildo, inserted while I would be looking at the black strap-on, and at the same time she'd be penetrating me from behind using the belt. Other times she'd wear the strap-on on her mouth and fuck my face while I was doing the same with my penis in her vagina. We gave "69" a lot of new meanings, along with almost every number from zero to one hundred. Life was good and we were rekindling the kinky sparkle that was inside us when we met. We also understood some more things about my new gifts. For example my ass was always ready for sex and always clean, inside and out. I had a look at the ticket that she bought for the event and noticed that it was even more expensive than the one I bought for Germany. The Randomiser was advertised as the "kinky jewel" of the night and it would cost extra to have a go. Entry to the club was cheap enough, just fifty Euros, but if you wanted to pre-purchase a token for the machine the price would be 250 Euros. Jane, obviously, booked for the full package for both of us. The fetish night was on a Saturday and we both decided to take the following Monday off in case we'd be hangover or if we had some new body parts to explore. My wife's expectations about the Randomiser were very high but I had no idea of what kind of changes it could actually bring. Maybe we'd be back home with some disappointing "longer nails" and that'd be it. My mind was also drifting and thinking of all possible ways in which the night could go wrong and we'd be turned into something hard to explain to our friends and colleagues. The thought was at the same time worrying and exciting. The fact that I'd be sharing the changes with Jane was calming me down a bit. Whatever was coming we'd go through it together. We flew to Croatia the same day of the event. We spent the Friday night before packing our suitcases with some fetish gear, "Samantha's" skimpy clothing and some sex toys. I would be wearing the same outfit as the last time with a super short mini skirt that wouldn't go past my ass cheeks. My wife insisted on it after I told her how much I enjoyed the occasional spanking from the people at the club. Jane couldn't decide between two outfits so she brought one similar to mine and another one with a slightly longer pleated skirt made of layers of lace and pvc. She also carried two pairs of shoes to match the rest of the outfit: a pair of black suedette Mary Janes with 5 inches heels and a pair of black patent "fuck-me" pumps, also with a 5" heel. Unlike my boots her shoes had no platform; I had always been jealous of how she could walk in them without an effort and for longer than I could wear my 6 inches boots with 2 inches platform. ----------- We landed in Zagreb at 9PM, a lot later than expected. Some troubles at London's Gatwick Airport caused many flights to be delayed and ours was one of them. We decided to call the hotel and tell them that we would check in early the next morning, then we took a cab from the airport straight to the fetish night venue where we would ask for a place to get changed. When we arrived at the club we were among the very first people to enter and we had all the freedom to use the changing facilities that are always present at events like this. Before 11PM we finally emerged from the changing rooms to see that hundreds of people had arrived and that the club was filled with all sorts of kinksters, dressed in all possible ways. We headed to the cloakroom where we left our suitcases and we finally went to the desk where we could claim our tokens for the Randomiser. Behind a tall table made of solid wood a girl in her early twenties looked at us before taking the reservations that we printed at home. Like the other girl did in Berlin, she scanned us from head to toe to understand which key to give us. She rummaged into two boxes behind her and she produced two keys, one purple and one red, already hanging from two thin metallic necklaces. Before I could take mine, Jane grabbed them both and gave me the red one while she put the purple key's chain around her neck. The girl at the reception was taken aback for a second, then she just produced a wide smile and let us go. "Are you sure?" I asked Jane. "Look, babe, you had your share of fun the last time, and I too want something extra kinky as a souvenir! Don't worry, nothing bad will happen!" With that she took my hand pulling me into the first room in the club where some loud house music was already playing. I was almost scared to have a red key on me. It meant that any prize I'd win would be a feminine enhancement and that my body would drift away even more from my usual self. A draft of wind from the air con unit broke my train of thoughts and made my uncovered ass shiver with pleasure as a reminder of the fact that I was wearing close to nothing on my back and that my skirt was leaving very little to the imagination. Jane and I went to the dance floor and started dancing casually, looking around for things to do and to become familiar with the place. After a while we moved to the bar for a drink. I had my Vodka and Red Bull, as usual, while Jane went for her favourite drink: a Mojito. The barman prepared the two large cups of drink swiftly and added a drop of the sparkly substance to each of them. My wife held the glass in front of her eyes studying the little dots of light moving inside her cocktail and smiled knowingly before toasting with me to a great night, and we both drank from our cups. The two keys hanging from our neck came to life as if the microscopic things in the drink had flowed right into them. The drinks were pretty good and unusually strong for our standards. We took them with us while we went for a walk to see the other areas of the venue. There were three rooms in total, all of them playing house music of different styles. The place was decorated with modern furniture coloured in contrasting white, black and bright pink. This was very different from the decadent theatre in Berlin. All around each of the dance floors there were booths where the lights had intentionally been turned off. They were divided by heavy black curtains and it was hard to tell from a distance if anyone was in there. In a dent between the second and the third room we found the Randomiser. I pointed it out for Jane, that had never seen it before, and we walked to it to have a look at the machine. Many people were queuing and cheering in front of it while a million purple sparks moved from the screen to the person in front of it. The man operating the device announced a new winner and made some sort of joke about cocks, that I didn't fully understand. "That's when the magic happens!" I said, coughing a bit while saying the word Magic "Is it painful? What did it do to that person?" Jane asked. "It's not painful. Actually I completely failed to acknowledge my changes until later. And I am not sure of what happened to the person playing because we missed the part where the machine shows the icon of the transformation. I only know that the sparkles were purple, so it could be either male or female oriented, or a so called Special Prize." While I was explaining all of this, a cute girl, actually a trans girl with a nice pair of boobs walked through the crowd. She didn't look like she was paying attention to her breasts, so that mustn't have been the prize she won. She kept going on her way with fast steps holding a hand to her mouth as if in disbelief. "Do you want to have a go?" I asked Jane, but she said that she wanted to dance some more first, so we went back to the second dance room and moved to the beat of some very nice music. Some time later Jane told me that she had to use the restrooms and she'd be back soon. I stayed there where I was and kept dancing until I saw the trans girl that we saw at the Randomiser. She was hanging by herself next to a pillar, looking at the other people dancing and apparently not having much fun. She still had a worried expression, so I decided to go and have a chat to see if I could be of help, knowing that the "prizes" can be scary at first. "Hello! Do you speak English?" I said, to break the ice. She looked at me and crossed her arms as if I scared her a bit. "Look, I don't mean to disturb you. I saw you were scared after playing at the Randomiser. It happened to me too, so I thought I would try to cheer you up. I am Samantha!" "My name is Nancy!" she said. "Pleased to meet you. Yes, I am a bit uncertain of how the prize works so I am keeping a distance from everyone at the moment." "Can I ask you what the prize was?" I enquired, hoping not to be indelicate. "When I played, two weeks ago, the guy at the wheel was a bit of a dick and..." At that moment her expression changed to one of fear or disbelief, I couldn't say. The same expression she had when she walked away from the machine a few minutes earlier. Nancy looked at me with her eyes wide open, her mouth firmly shut. The look of fear changed to something like a silent moan. I had no idea of what was going on, but something was clearly giving her pleasure. As if she was trying to contain something inside her mouth that wanted out, her lips parted slowly and between them I could see that her tongue was round and unusually purple coloured. That's when I realised that the thing coming out of her mouth wasn't a tongue at all. I felt the now familiar feeling of my throat changing into a vaginal opening while a cock pushed slowly through her mouth. I couldn't take my eyes off it, I was drawn to her tongue-cock like I was to any other cock I had seen in the last two weeks. I went closer and closer until my mouth was touching the tip of the cock coming out of her lips. It wasn't extremely thick but it was at least seven inches long. I started sucking it slowly, taking inch by inch of it on my tongue at first and then into my throat. When the tip of the cock touched the back of my mouth, Nancy must have felt that she wasn't just getting a blowjob. Her eyes widened even more and she pushed her face onto mine. The shaft that was coming out of her was now deep inside me and our red lips were kissing around it. From an outsider point of view it must have looked as if we were making out, but it was way more than that. She could still control the movement of her cock as if it was her tongue and she was pushing, pulling, twisting it inside my vagina and my neck. The feeling was overwhelming. I held her head while I leaned my weight onto her, still next to the pillar. People could see two girls making out, one with a fantastic piece of ass being fondled by the other, but they couldn't even imagine the bliss and the real sexual extent of that kiss. The feeling of being fucked was going straight to my brain, and the same was clearly happening to Nancy. The movement of her cock went wild, trying to stretch deep inside me as if she wanted to push her whole head in my mouth. My clitoris was being rubbed every time she twisted her tongue and that was sending me in hyper space. All of a sudden I felt that she was more stiff than usual, the movements of her tongue more erratic and fast. I knew what was going to happen and I was both happy for it and sad because it would mark the end of this fuck. Her body spasmed, her hug became like steel and every muscle tensed when she finally came right into my throat sending spurt after spurt of cum into my stomach. She remained still for a few seconds, I could feel her tongue-cock tensing a few more times and a few more drops of sperm dropping inside my throat, then she slowly pulled out and sat on a sofa where I sat next to her. "So, this was my prize!" she said. "When I hear a word that describes, you know, the thing in between our legs, my tongue turns into one. You were talking about that guy being a d... unkind, so it happened. When my tongue changes I can barely stop the urge of fucking something with it. That's why I was trying to stay away from everyone." she explained. "By the way, you seem to have an interesting gift yourself...". "As I was saying, I know what you are going through..." I replied, sympathetically. We stayed on the sofa, chatting for a while. Then it occurred to me that Jane was nowhere in sight and I decided to go and see if she was still at the restroom. I also had to fix my makeup so I said bye to Nancy and left for the toilets. The club had three separate sets of women's toilets. I stopped, at the first one I found, long enough to touch up my makeup, but my wife wasn't there. And neither she was in the other two. We must have missed each other on the way, I thought, so I decided to go back to the same spot where I last saw her in case she decided to go back and look for me there too. On the way I passed in front of the Randomiser where just about ten people were standing but no one was playing. A men, dressed in a white tuxedo, was standing next to the machine clearly looking for someone that could play. He wasn't the same person that I saw in Germany; I assumed that Kasim was hiring local people to look after and operate the Randomiser. That guy must have seen the bright red key hanging from my neck because he called me up. "Hey you, back there. I see that you are ready to play! Come over here!" He said in his microphone. The people standing there turned around and started clapping in my direction, also drawing the attention of a few more passerby. I really wanted to find Jane, but some of the people started patting my back as an encouragement. All of my back, including some pats on my ass that sent shivers of pleasure up my spine and that gave me the energy necessary to walk towards the electronic wheel of fortune that was waiting for me in its pinball machine-like standby mode. I stood in front of the Randomiser, listening for the instructions coming from the operator, even if I didn't need them. Regardless of the enhanced cheeks in my back, on display to everyone, I pretended that I didn't know what to do. When the tuxedo guy realised that I wasn't a girl he gave a second look to the red key and then stared at my eyes once more as if he needed approval to go ahead. I nodded to give him a signal that everything was all right and he announced in his microphone that I was ready to go. "Behold, people, here comes a new player of the Randomiser! What will the prize be for this beautiful girl?" With no more hesitation I pushed the key into the hole and the maxi screen displayed the familiar nine sectors, all red this time. On each sector was a question mark. I took a deep breath and turned the key. The hand of the wheel spun faster and faster and then it started slowing down. There was no turning back for me at that point, whatever change that thing had in store for me was about to be applied to my body permanently. The arrow stopped on a slice on the left that flipped and displayed an icon that looked like a number 77. It took me a few seconds to realise that it wasn't a 77 but a pair of shapely women's legs. The whole screen turned red, then all pixels flew into the air surrounding me, landing on every inch of my skin and soaking through. "Ladies and gents, we have a new winner!" the guy proclaimed. Unlike at the venue in Berlin, where I was quickly dismissed to make room for another player, Tuxedo Man pointed at my legs that in a split second had already morphed into a pair of thin but shapely girl's pins. They could have been on any poster for a stockings ad: long and firm. Because I was wearing boots, only the part of my legs above my knees could be seen but I could tell from the stares and the "aaaws" that my new set of stilts was absolutely spectacular, particularly the side ending under my ultra feminine lower back. I stepped forward to get out of the crowd and I almost fell over when my foot lost its grip inside my boot. My feet had changed too, along with my calves, and my footwear was at least two sizes too big for them. A man and a girl caught me before I could fall and helped me regain my balance. In a less-than-sexy way, dragging the soles of my boots on the floor with every step, I made it to the other side of the corridor where I leaned against the wall for a second. The feeling from my ass was intensified by the feeling in my legs. My hold up stockings were now too wide and would only stay up thanks to the straps attached under my corset dress. They were sliding against my new skin with every movement, sending shivers through every inch of me. It felt like the first time I wore nylons when I was a teenager and I discovered how good it feels to wear satin over them, but this was even better. It took me a moment to focus again on the fact that what I was wearing wouldn't work for the rest of the night. I remembered that I still had the ticket for the cloakroom where we left a suitcase full of Jane's clothes. She was smaller than me and, with some luck, maybe I could use her second pair of shoes. Trying not to look to clumsy I walked my way to the counter where I asked if I could take a thing from my bags, and gave the number to the girl working there. I was in luck. I quickly tried Jane's patent black stiletto shoes and they fit like a glove. She also had a spare pair of hold up stockings that I could use. I moved a chair next to my suitcase, put my foot on it and undid the straps of the corset on the right side, slowly sliding the silky nylon down my leg. Again I could feel shivers running through my skin in small waves of pleasure. I did the same with the other leg and then, almost in auto-pilot I pulled up the new pair, one by one, slowly and making sure to savour every second of it. A couple of small moans escaped my mouth while the fabric gently brushed against my skin. When I looked up I could see that at least a dozen people, mostly men, were staring at me as if I was part of a show. They smiled and then applauded me for the involuntary yet erotic scene I just made for them. I looked at the black shoes I was about to wear with a bit of fear. As much as I loved high heels, those were five inches without a platform and a bit taller than I was used to. How would I survive in them for the rest of the night was a mystery to me. I put them on and when I lowered my second foot on the floor it felt like they were the most comfortable thing I had ever worn. This was clearly another benefit of my new legs, it couldn't be natural. I gave back my suitcase to the cloakroom and made my way to the spot where I last saw Jane. My walk was faster than I could imagine in high heels, way more straight and confident than I used to walk. My stride was that of a model on a catwalk and I drew a lot of attention on my way to the second room. The occasional spanking and fondling started again and I surely couldn't blame the people that seeing my uncovered enhanced ass on my shapely enhanced legs decided to feel me up a bit. I would have done the same to myself if I were in their position. I was enjoying every hand, every spank, and every slap I received. I moaned more than once and I never looked back, letting the stream of soft abuse excite me. When I arrived at the spot where I left my wife about forty minutes earlier there was no sign of her. I looked around and, in a booth on the other side of the narrow dance floor, I recognised a familiar face. In a dark area with just a dim light shining on the tall table, sitting with his arms spread across the back of a sofa was Kasim. His chiseled chest was bare, like the night I met him, and his expression betrayed the fact that someone was giving him pleasure right there and then. I couldn't see what was going on because there wasn't enough light, but I decided to pretend I didn't notice and went to greet him. "Hello Kasim," I started. "It's good to see you here. Less than a surprise, I have to say." "Samantha, it's good to see you too. And, trust me, it's no surprise at all to see YOU here!" "I'll come back later, I see that you are busy!" I said, with half a smirk on my face. "I have someone I want to introduce you to!" "There's no need!" Jane's voice said. I looked to see where she was, until her head emerged from Kasim's lap. "Kasim and I have... introduced ourselves already!" she said with a devilish grin. My wife pulled herself up from under the table and sat next to him. I immediately noticed that her key was gone and I wondered if Kasim was taking advantage of the prize she got from the Randomiser as he did with me. The dim light didn't help and I couldn't tell if she had changed in any way, but it didn't look like she did. She patted the sofa to invite me to sit beside her, which I did. "When I came back from the toilet..." she explained. "I saw that you were busy making out with that other girl. I wanted to stop you at first but then Kasim introduced himself and explained to me what was keeping you so busy. So we just took a walk and I had my go at the Randomiser. After that we just came back here where we chatted a bit more until I got tired of chatting and thought that if you could suck his cock so could I. You know, just to be even and have some fun." What she said put me off guard for a second. So she decided to suck him off of her own will? I guess that our kinky habits were resurfacing after all. I then wondered what her prize had been. "You don't look like you've changed!" I said. "What did you get from the machine?". Jane pulled down the top of her dress and put her breasts on display. Still, nothing had changed there. "Why don't you suck on them?" she commanded. Reluctantly, because she was my wife and we were in public and sitting next to Kasim, I started licking her right nipple while sucking on it. My hand went to fondle her left breast. For a few seconds I didn't notice any difference until her nipple started expanding and... erecting. I could feel the other one becoming larger between my fingers so I stared at it. With my surprise, where her nipples used to be there were two three-inches long cock. For the second time that night, my mouth started watering with pussy juice and I started sucking on a dick. If the first time hadn't been weird enough, this once it was my wife fucking my throat with her boobs, or better with her dick-nipple. Jane now had two small cocks hanging on her chest and I was stroking one while sucking the on the other. With a bit of disappointment on my side, none of the two grew longer than three inches and that was just long enough to touch my clitoris. I was enjoying the experience but I felt the need of something bigger than those. She, on the other hand, seemed to be having a lot of fun so I concentrated on giving her as much pleasure as I could using my lips and my fingers. The darkness was covering most of the action and the only alien presence we could feel, or better I could feel, was Kasim sitting right next to us. I kept going with my hand job/blow job for minutes, making sure that Jane was having a good time. Kasim all of a sudden decided to join the fun and pulled out his own cock from his pants. It's not like I wasn't enjoying my wife's dick-nipples, but the sight of a longer and thicker cock stole the show and I immediately knelt on the sofa reaching out for it. In one, fast motion I swallowed it whole, sending it straight through my vaginal opening. I could feel its tip almost in my stomach and that was exactly the type of relief I was looking for. I started bobbing my head up and down to slide that fantastic cock through my throat-vaginal opening. I saw Jane moving and just a few instants later something penetrated my back hole. She was fucking me using the dick at the end of one of her breasts and, regardless of its small length, it was giving me some fantastic pleasure. If I moved back I would feel one of her penises inside me, if I moved forward I would swallow more of Kasim's. I was locked down there and I was loving every moment of it. My body was on fire. My wife was probably unaware of my new legs and whenever she grabbed or brushed on them she would add pleasure to pleasure, shivers to shivers. I heard sloppy noises and I assume that she and Kasim were making out right above my head. Any feeling of resistance or jealousy I could have had were now buried under the mountain of sexual gratification I was getting from all of this. I don't know how long we went on for. It felt like hours but not nearly as long as I wanted it to last. Almost in synch Jane pulled out of my back while Kasim pushed my head up and freed his cock, hiding it in his pants. Still lost in the action I turned to get some more of my wife's dick-nipples but she had already put them away inside her dress. We recomposed ourselves, all three of us panting satisfied. We sat in the same positions as we originally had. She was in the middle and I was opposite to the mysterious man that I had just sucked for the second time. My wife gave my legs an interested look and started caressing them casually, giving me more pleasure than she could imagine. He ordered a round of drinks for all of us and then he started talking. "Samantha," he started, using my female name, "I have to congratulate you for the fantastic wife that you have. Jane is a very clever woman, and a kinky one too. You hit the jackpot, my friend! We had a chat while you were busy with, what's her name? Nancy? Like you she had a couple of goes at the Randomiser. The first time she tried it, about a month ago, she was a crossdresser like you. Then she won a massive set of tits and her life changed quite drastically. For the better, if you ask me! Anyway, as I said, Jane and I found some ground for some interesting deals. She will explain the details later, and I am sure you'll agree that it's a very good deal for both of us." Before I could ask any question our drinks arrived. Our usual cocktails were, once again, infused with the sparkly particles. "Thank you!" I said. "But we already used your keys!" I objected. Kasim produced two more keys from his pocket and dropped on the table. In the dark I couldn't see the colour. When I sipped my vodka my token turned a bright red while Jane's Mojito made her key light up of a deep blue colour. I looked up at her, knowing that we couldn't exchange them at this point because they had acquired our DNAs. I had already had a "red" prize that night and, while I didn't mind having feminine features, I was quite worried about her getting male characteristics. The smile on her face meant that she was intrigued by the possibilities and that she had no problem with it. Kasim gave us a smile of approval. "I have to go now!" He said. Then she looked at Jane and said, "I will have everything arranged. You'll hear from me soon!" Then he just left and disappeared behind a group of people right in front of us. The night was going fast and it was already two in the morning. We finished our drinks and decided to dance for a while. The volume was too loud for us to talk, so I decided to leave all my questions for the following day. Jane took a good look at my new legs and whispered in my ear "I approve! A lot!" and "Now we can share shoes!", and that was all of the conversation we had for the next hour. Every once in a while she would look behind me and nod, and I would get a spank from someone, mostly guys, but some girls too. Each slap would send shiver up my back. My wife knew it and her nodding to complete strangers that was ok to touch me and fondle me was her new way of controlling me. This power game, together with the feelings coming from my enhanced body, was giving even more pleasure, if possible. Shortly before 3AM she held her key up to signal that she was ready to have a second go at the Randomiser. We left the dance floor and ventured through the corridor leading to it. There were just a few people around the wheel, no one was playing so when they saw us coming with two active keys they started applauding. The man in the tuxedo shouted with excitement in his microphone and invited us to step forward. "Hello again my friends! I remember you both! I see that you are the lucky owners of a second token! Come over here and let's give these audience something to cheer for!" he announced loudly. Jane pushed me towards the machine. "Ladies first!" she said, pointing at the red key dangling from my neck. I walked to the position in front of the wheel and, knowing what to do I pushed the token through the key hole. The Randomiser came to life and displayed nine sectors, all of them in red. I was about to get another body modification that would make me more of a girl. I should have been used to the idea by then, but I was still terrified that I could turn into something unrecognisable and that I would be unable to go back to my life. I took a deep breath and turned the key. As usual the moving arrow started turning around at great speed only to slow down after a few seconds. The sector of screen where it landed showed the familiar animation that would display an icon with my new enhancement. The drawing represented a head, seen from behind, with jet black straight hair. All the pixels on the wheel moved away from the screen and formed a cloud around me, landing onto my skin and on my head. "Here we have another lucky winner!" Tuxedo man said. "Someone has a new set of permanent hot Asian hair!" "A set of what?" I asked, confused. "A set of these!" he said, lifting a strand of my new hair. "They look fantastic on you! And they will never be any shorter, even if you cut them!" That's when I noticed that my wig was laying on the floor and that what he had in his hands was directly attached to me. When he let go of them I could feel the end of my new hair caressing the top of my exposed ass. They were precisely as long as my back and would brush the top of my ass cheeks with every step. And with every brush I was getting hornier. "Now, let's see what this lady is going to win!" the operator said as he gently pushed me away to make room for Jane. She stepped in front of the wheel, inserted the key and the whole screen went blue. Tuxedo man gave her an interested look and only said "I am going to enjoy this one!". She turned her key and the screen displayed 9 blue slices. As usual the hand of the wheel started spinning until it stopped on a sector that turned on itself to display an animated icon with a cock getting larger. She was a little taken aback and when the blue sparkles surrounded her, her hands went straight to her groin. I could hear her sighing in relief when nothing happened there. Even the man in the Tux didn't know what to say but he still announced something to keep the audience entertained. "Looks like the lady here will have a larger cock... somehow. Congratulations!" Jane walked towards me, taking my hand and leading me away from the Randomiser. We still had no idea of what her prize meant. I, on the other hand, now had something that I couldn't possibly hide. If the guy said the truth and I couldn't cut my hear short, I would have to explain some miraculous growth and a very girly hairstyle with long layered hair and a black fringe in the front. At that point it was late night and we were both spent because of the travelling and the events of that day. The last prize left Jane wondering if the Randomiser could give someone a prize they wouldn't be able to use. I saw in her eyes that she was expecting more. Maybe that second key was the agreement she had with Kasim and she felt somehow betrayed. We decided to go to our hotel to have some private fun. We collected our suitcases and put on our coats without getting changed. We took a taxi that took us to our hotel where my wife checked us in. Once in our room she sat on the bed for a moment while I opened a bottle of vodka and one of Coke that we bought at the airport's duty free. I served us both the cocktail and sat behind her. While she was sipping I hugged her and started kissing her neck while my hands slid her bra above her breasts. I started fondling her nipples making sure that my eyes were closed so I could still kiss her instead of having to dive on the nice, if too short, two small dicks that would soon be forming between my fingers. "Let's have some fun tonight!" I said. "We'll re-think about today's events tomorrow! I will have to come up with a decent excuse to explain my hairdo to my colleagues at work!" I said. She started breathing faster. Her nipples began their transformation into two cocks but this time they didn't stop at 3 inches, they kept going way past the full size of my hands. I stroked harder while kissing her neck, giving her two hand jobs at once with her two now massive cocks. The only thing she managed to say while panting was, "I didn't tell you yet, but you are quitting your job..." And then she just let herself go to the feeling coming from her two newly enlarged dicks...