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White Rain Sunlight streamed down onto the bright green grass of the front lawn. A large post-colonial building stood proudly above the manicured trimmings. Its white fa?ade seemed to pool upwards until the overhanging balconies of the 3rd floor created shade for those below. Little chips of stone fell whenever someone played their music too loud. The repairs should have been made years ago, but the owners had put it off for other repairs. The dormitory was a classroom before it had been converted into a living space. When it had been created was anyone's guess. There were a few documents that stated that it had been built at the turn of the last century. No one found anything on the site that would have supported that. There were three floors going upwards from the entrance by a stairwell and a basement that expanded throughout the area. The communal room by the entrance had a lovely set of couches and a TV set that hung on the wall; even if the couches didn't match. Considering that young college age men spent tons of their time there, only a handful of alcoholic bottles were left on the tables or floor. Farther away towards the back were stairs heading downwards that led to another room with a large table and some comfortable chairs. A pile of gaming books was sitting on them. This was where the resident nerds were considered to reside; not that anyone thought of them often. Dice flanked the books with sheets of paper neatly placed in folders. A fridge sat near the table full of soda and other beverages. There was noise coming from the front door. One young man carried a bunch of buns out onto the front yard. There were a dozen different kinds of seats from an old couch to lawn chairs dotting across the grass. A grill had been dragged from the back to the front where the charcoal was being dumped inside. A cooler was sitting nearby full of ice along with sodas and beer that wasn't officially allowed. Boys who would be turning into men shortly were preparing to put meat on the grill. The older students were sitting in the collection of chairs as the fires stoked up. A line of freshman began to make their way towards the dormitory. They were loaded down with pamphlets and a dozen syllabi for each of their new classes. Even in the Information Age it seemed that students were still loaded with paperwork. When they saw the older boys, the new freshman stopped with a look of confusion and worry in their eyes. Three of the older students stood in front with the tallest crossing his arms across his chest. "Good afternoon gents. I am Kirk, I will be the stand-in for our residence hall director for today." And most days; he really needed to talk to the school about that. "You have all been assigned to this dorm and will meet many who will try to recruit you for their clubs. I might even look you over for one of my own." He gave that cocksure grin that got him plenty of dates. "But, for right now just get your room assignments together so that you can prepare for your new rooms. Most of you will have the first floor because that's what got cleared out during graduation. Once you have put your stuff away come out and join us for some food and fun." He smiled again as they seemed to shuffle away. A few of the students were checking to see who would be rooming next to them. Kirk's eyes fell to the rather tall young man with the coke bottle glasses. His eyes were almost invisible to Kirk as he passed him by. It hurt his pride a little that he was taller than an athlete like him. Deciding it wasn't important he went to get the food properly prepared. "Hello." That tall bespectacled boy said with a little movement from a few of the freshman. He seemed to be able to read different freshman with a practiced eye. Each boy was more confused than the others. He introduced himself to each one, asking if they would like to join his tabletop gaming group. There were about 7 of the students who were apart of it inside of the dorm. He got about 3 of the freshmen to talk with him before they entered the building. Kirk and the others barely noticed the missing students. The other students dropped off their stuff in their new rooms, with a handful staying to get everything together. All the other freshman came out with nervous smiles. Each senior walked over with a soda for them before they got a beer for themselves to chug back a little bit. They all knew the best thing to do would be to get them out of their shells. The scent of food soon filled the front yard. Freshman were talking now with an openness that Kirk loved to see. A few of the wallflowers had stayed inside to set up their rooms and the geeks of the tabletop group were downstairs. If they didn't want to have fun than that wasn't going to bother Kirk. He just shrugged his shoulders before he went back to greeting every single freshman. That was his job after all. A wonderful scent of smoke suddenly wafted over with burgers starting to fill buns. The sound of several students mixing together as they began to eat. One of the seniors noticed that there appeared to be clouds forming around the yard. They looked a little dark for his sense of propriety. Johnson got a few of the wallflowers to grab some of the plates of food so that they could transfer them into the living room so not all the food would be ruined by rain. Johnson's foot touched the grass on his way back when the rain began. Sheets suddenly came from the sky with the clouds weeping their milk white rain onto the students. The patter of the rain sounded loud in everyone's ears the more that fell. A few freshmen blinked at the strange liquid that cascaded on every single student. Kirk motioned for everyone to go back to the house, closing the grill cover as they ran inside. This wasn't normal rain. Each of them could see the clinging white liquid stick to their clothes; soaking into their hair. "Everyone get to the showers." Kirk ordered with all the students looking almost ready to panic with the way that the strange rain seemed to cling on their clothes or soak into their skin. His calm demeaner, and the way he seemed to know what to do calmed many of the freshman down. The older students looked like they wanted to bolt ahead of the freshman. But, they kept themselves under control for the benefit of the younger students. Students walked towards the respective showers. Stripping off the clothes that they had worn outside slowly grew into a pile near the door to the shower. Each student wanted to get the liquid off as quick as possible. Soap bubbles foamed around them when they tried to almost scour the white rain from their skin and hair. Hot water cascaded onto the cool linoleum, cloaking the bathroom in an obscuring mist that created shadows of the student's forms. Kirk had to swallow the fear he felt himself. He looked over his body to see the white liquid. It looked thicker than milk itself, almost like a watered-down glue. Yet, when he put some on his finger the liquid absorbed into his skin. His hair already felt dry. The others were impatiently moving towards the showers. They tapped their feet the longer that those who had gotten in line ahead of them took to finish. He watched outside to make sure that no one had been left behind. The rain had stopped a few minutes after they returned inside. Little white droplets leaked down the grill, the heat from the fire that had been smothered inside let little puffs of steam rise into the air. Some eyes looked up from the door coming from the basement. Those who had stayed inside peered curiously from their rooms. Right now, Kirk wasn't going to worry about it. His own room had been lucky enough to at least have a toilet and sink that he could use for himself. Kirk stripped inside of the room, grabbing a washcloth. Taking some dish soap, he lathered it before he began to wash every inch of his body. The pile of clothes was pushed to the side out of the way. More water and soap splattered against the floor every time he worked to get the white rain off any exposed skin or the residue it left when absorbed into the skin. He got dressed quickly in new clothes before he left the shower. There was a thought that he might want to throw the old ones out. Or take it to a lab to figure out what the rain happened to be. That quickly left his mind though. He needed to be fast so he could take control of the situation inside of the dormitory. Even though they had bathed and changed clothes the older students and freshman looked worried. Kirk felt that he needed to help each student in a different way. Some needed to be lied to that they had probably just been apart of some strange prank. Others he stated that some storm had picked up milk in the best pseudo-science he could think of. The strange liquid had no smell, and all evidence had disappeared. There was no way to get it taken to the chemistry club. Strangely the idea to call the police or anyone who might be able to come help them didn't seem an option. Kirk thought about it, and to be honest all the guys who had it happen had it go through their mind. But, none of them found the urge to do it. Without anything other than a stray thought, they went about their business. Kirk made sure that each of the students were in the right room. Each one got a list of rules that they would have to follow in order to avoid getting into trouble. He remembered that this wasn't officially his job again. That annoyed him for a second before he went back to doing it anyways. Johnson followed Kirk in order to get everything from outside back into storage. The grill had to be brought in, along with the wasted burgers and hot dogs. They both thought that they might be able to save the beer and sodas inside of the coolers. Both thought better of it. Rain might have seeped into the ice, and so they threw it all away. Kirk sighed in annoyance at the loss of the food and drinks. They invested some of their own money into the welcome party. And some strange white rain ruined it all. No one would have guessed that it had even happened. When he turned to Johnson to tell him, he felt a strain in his throat. He tried again, wanting to ask what he might think the rain happened to be. Yet, his throat refused to let the words out. Gritting his teeth, he worked to open his mouth. Still he found no way to say the words that would have let him talk about the white rain at all. Johnson looked annoyed as well, maybe he was trying to talk about it too. None of the gaming group came up the stairs to see what was going on. A few of those who had been inside to get their rooms squared away asked what had made them all run inside so fast. Like the two older boys none of the freshman could talk about it. Not even one found that they could answer the questions. A little tingle of fear ran down their spines. What was preventing them from talking about it? Kirk entered after throwing out the welcoming party. His eyes caught the strained looks on some of the freshman. The others looked confused at their silence. When they let their eyes wander, the questioners turned around to get away from an embarrassing discovery; the boy's erections. Johnson, Kirk, and all those who had been outside in the white rain started to notice that they were sporting a rigid hard on. It didn't want to go away no matter how much they imagined naked 90-year old women. Sheepishly the freshman tried to find a private place to take care of themselves. Thankfully because of his status in the dorm, Kirk just walked towards his room. His jeans strained under the throbbing hardness of his cock. It twitched with every step, little pearls of pre-cum oozing into his underwear. The door to his room felt like it was on the other side of the world with how long it took him to reach it. Without any ceremony Kirk pushed the door open, almost slamming it when he entered. His erection rubbed against his underwear, smearing pre-cum into the thin cloth. He quickly slid his pants down, his cock springing out to slap against his stomach. Plopping his ass down onto his bed, Kirk grabbed his penis between his fingers. He had always been proud of his thick, meaty shaft. Like every male his age he had measured it at a lovely 8 ? inches. The throbbing of his heart could be felt in his palm before he began to slowly stroke his turgid member. Taking in a deep breath he kept massaging the warm pre-cum into his cock. The pressure building deep inside of him. In only a few minutes he could feel the pressure released. His breath caught in his lungs at the intensity of the orgasm. Kirks little slit opened to released thick gushes of semen onto his hands and groin. The thick white cream splattered again and again. The pressure from the orgasm didn't want to go away as he felt his balls tighten. Each gush was just as far as the first, and even Kirk had to admit he had never had an orgasm that lasted a full minute. Panting for air, he noticed his cock remained fully erect. The throbbing of his heart hadn't ended. Smeared with his cum, he slid his hand up his shaft again. Masturbating was something he kept from doing too often. It meant he didn't last with some of the ladies that he enjoyed. But, today didn't seem to matter. He couldn't stop himself from rubbing his member up and down. His fingers twisted around his engorged member. Little driblets of semen pushed out of his tip to dribble onto his hand. His pace quickened before he felt another rush of breath before the pressure released again. Another gush of cum pushed out of his cock. It had such force that it splattered onto his shirt, his fingers pumping out ejaculate again and again. The rush of energy forced him to fall backwards onto the bed. Deep breathes didn't want to fill his happy lungs. His fingers slid slightly, having been too wide now for his cock as the skin retracted. Flesh pulled back before the cock itself shriveled underneath his fingers. Kirk wasn't paying attention too much at the shrinking of his member after the second orgasm. Everything had been much too intense to even think. Not that he was alone in the least. Every single boy who had been outside during the rain found himself masturbating. Those who had stayed inside to get their rooms in order found some roommates under their covers jerking themselves into a stupor. Others went to the bathroom to find all the urinals that were installed occupied by a male spewing his seed into the water. No one noticed the shrinking members or tightening testicles. Kirk drifted into unconsciousness without cleaning himself of the cum that had coated his groin. The warm tingling along his skin feeling almost pleasant. Morning came quickly, the sun peeking out of the clouds. Kirk groaned. He itched all over. His fingers scratched across his shirt to try to take care of it. Was he having an allergic reaction to whatever the rain had been? Without a single pause he pulled his shirt off. Hair drifted onto the bed that was already covered in the long black hairs. The itch remained, although it had gotten better than when he was wearing his shirt. Standing up he dusted himself from the hair, his pants sliding down onto the floor. All the hair drifted onto the bed and floor before he realized that no hair was running through his fingers as he shook the stray hairs off. Underneath the clumps he found smooth skin. Kirk grit his teeth together. Someone had pranked them for sure. This had to be something that got rid of hair. His hands shot to his head, trying to see if he had gone bald. No hair fell out in his fingers there. All that appeared to have fallen out was his body hair. Maybe there was some difference that the chemical reacted to. No matter how distracting the loss of his body hair might have been there was a much more pressing concern. Kirks cock twitched in expectation. His morning wood looked even bigger with the hair on his crotch gone. Any thought that it was smaller completely flew from his mind before he gripped it firmly in his hand. The warmth of his fingers and palm sent a rush up his spine. It was even easier this time. Rubbing his shaft caused a cascade of pre-cum to ooze out of his tip. The motion of his hand kept it firmly coating his member before the pressure suddenly released. Despite taking less time to reach climax, the orgasm felt even better than before. Thick ropes of semen flooded out his shaft onto his pants. His entire body shuddered as he milked his cock. Every tenseness of his balls made his back arch, his breath coming in little gasps. Kirk grabbed onto the headboard of his bed to steady himself. His cock slipped out of his hand again, the skin tightening as the motion shrunk his member. It slid downwards, his balls contracting underneath his tightening scrotum. He grabbed onto the headboard even harder when he felt his back crack. This hurt worse than he might have thought, the world spinning around him before he slid to the floor. Pain radiated down his spine through his arms and legs. His fingers gripped against the carpet. Did the world look slightly bigger? He wasn't sure about it. Kirk decided to ignore it. The pain had gone away, and he moved to get all the hair covered pants, rug, and sheets into the hamper so he could wash them when he got the chance. The dried cum needed to be washed off his body, so he went to his own sink to wash himself off with the cloth. The water felt strange against his hairless skin. Kirk did his best to ignore how every motion against the smooth skin sent a little shiver up his spine. He remained in denial what it might mean, even as he had to step on his tiptoes to reach the top of the medicine cabinet. Dripping wet, each droplet slid down his legs onto the floor even with every attempt he took to dry himself More sensations meant that he shivered when he got to special areas, and he had to be careful he didn't get erect again so soon. Finishing his bath, Kirk went through his clothes. He spent ages making sure that all his clothes remained clean. That dirty phase a lot of boys went through passed him by. Still he felt like his room had a strange scent. Getting dressed, Kirk looked in the mirror. His shirt hung over him like it was a size too big. The neck revealed the curve of his smooth shoulder. A fear ran up his spine that something was very wrong with that rain. Steeling himself for what he had to do, he buried any anxiety that might arise from calling someone in authority. Still, when he went to his phone, he found himself incapable of calling anyone. The vision of talking to someone about what was happening filled him with an even worse dread so that he couldn't even text a single person about it. All the energy he had been storing to resist any anxiety disappeared. Kirk shook, fearful of what was happening to him. Whatever the white rain had done to his body was also influencing his mind. What must the other students be thinking, especially the freshmen whose first day had been such a catastrophe? Johnson was already outside when Kirk walked out of his room. The other senior looked smaller, his head not reaching the right spot on his front door where he had put up a white board. Most had called him old fashioned for doing so, but that wasn't what was on Kirk's mind. He walked towards the board himself, remembering where it was before this weekend. It had been high enough to be about where Kirk's stomach was. The board now reached around his chest. That was at least a few inches. Other students were walking out of their rooms. It was easy to see those who had been affected by the white rain. Their bodies were hunched over with their eyes darting from place to place. All of them were wearing clothes that were obviously a size too big. One of the fatter boys looked like he had lost weight along with the loss of height. The boys were talking about something, Kirk trying to listen in. They moved from talking about yesterday. But when it got to the white rain they shut up. Kirk could notice the strain as if they wanted to talk about it deeply yet found that they couldn't. He swallowed at the thought that they all might be changing without any recourse to discussion even amongst themselves. Kirk clapped his hands together in front of all the new students and remaining seniors. He noticed that the wall flowers were as fearful as the others. The tabletop players were back downstairs. None of them seemed to be concerned at all about the current situation. Kirk had enough to worry about. "I know that there is some.....strangeness that we are all dealing with." He found the words to go into greater detail stuck on his tongue. "But there are still things we need to take care of. This place needs to be maintained, cleaned, and everyone needs to make sure that they have their clothing cleaned. There are standards to keep. I will help you." Kirk said, making sure that they kept their minds off what was happening to them with some good work. By the time lunch rolled around he felt run down from bouncing from everyone. All of them had that look of expectation. He must be able to explain to them all what was happening. Kirk sighed before he walked towards the campus cafeteria. The food there was pretty good with a variety of meals that he could get for a good price. He was thankful none of his friends from outside the dorm bothered him. He couldn't explain to them what was happening to him. And trying would just be too bothersome. The food tasted rather good even if it did taste a little different. Was that another change? When he stood up, he bumped his penis against the table. His head swiveled to see if anyone noticed the throbbing erection. Kirk blushed that he was erect again. The desire to masturbate rising inside of him. Every time that he had masturbated before he could swear that something had happened to him. The loss of body hair including getting shorter had to be connected to the white rain and his masturbation. Yet Kirk found he couldn't keep himself from doing it. Quickly he walked towards the garbage to put his trash away before he raced to the bathroom. The stalls were all empty, any self-control having left Kirk's mind the instant he almost slammed the door shut. It took the remaining bit of thought to lock the door. He let himself dropped onto the toilet seat, sliding his pants down his thighs. His erection caught the elastic of his underwear, yanking it downwards before he was able to be free. Anticipation filled Kirk's mind when he looked at his erection. Little bubbles of pre-cum oozed out of his tip in preparation. Now he could see how stubby it looked. The skin around his tip sliding upwards to form a new foreskin that teased around the edges of his cock. None of that mattered now. Kirk wrapped his hand around his penis. Normally a good three inches should have peeked out of his fingers when he reached the base. Now his cock tip just barely peeked out. He gulped; the last bit of resistance that existed in his mind disappearing before he stroked his member. The motions were shorter, moving and teasing in little circles around the base. His balls shivered, his body leaning backwards against the metal of the toilet tank. Gulping he felt a million images rush through his head. Odd that before he hadn't really envisioned anything for him to jerk off to. Pressure built quickly inside of his body before he felt a rush run up his spine. Kirk gasped, biting his lips before his cock suddenly expelled his seed onto the bathroom floor. Thick glops of semen sputtered onto the linoleum with every stroke of his fingers. Now his hand slid off his cock. Cum coated his fingers before his cock slid downwards again, shriveling before his eyes now. Kirk saw with every twitch that his member pulled into itself. The little bit of skin that was forming into foreskin suddenly slid upwards around his tip to cover the small little member that was shrinking. His scrotum tightened even further, the skin growing taunt against his groin as his balls shrunk until they formed to the size of kidney beans. That same back pain rushed inside of his body. Gripping the walls and bracing his legs Kirk tried to ride out the new change. His back cracked again, his clothing sliding up his arms as his body shrunk. His arms thinned underneath the long sleeve shirt until it covered his smaller hands. Anyone who paid attention would see the 2 inches of height and size that Kirk traded. He panted for air when the pain subsided. This should be the only changes that he could feel. Whatever was happening to him proved him wrong. Another surge ran through his body at that instant. His nipples grew erect, throbbing with energy. The edge of his areola expanded with little bumps rolling around the edge as it spread across his chest. His nipples pulled upwards, pushing against his shirt. Two little bumps were easy to see when he looked down. When he gripped the engorged nipples underneath the shirt Kirk jumped from the rush that ran through him. "This isn't...right," he said, still trying to catch his breath. His eyes darted from the corners of the walls. Two transformations from one orgasm had to be enough. Kirk's train of thought was derailed when another crack ran across his hips. No longer able to control the pain he slid onto the bathroom floor. The janitor had cleaned it earlier, so all Kirk had to worry about was the puddle of his own semen that collected on the floor from earlier. His chest fell onto the cool linoleum. Kirk's nipples tingled underneath the coolness of the floor. It didn't distract him from the pain inside of his body. His hips cracked, expanding as they pushed outwards. Inside of his body Kirk's hips were changing to prepare for any children that he might give birth too. His ass plumped underneath his pants before expanding outward. In a few seconds Kirk's ass grew round and soft. The entirety of his profile was now different, his waist looking smaller in relation to his wide feminine hips and ass. Kirk didn't move. He had thought that the pain before was all that he would experience. Having been proven wrong he didn't want to move until he was 100% sure that it was over. Waiting half an hour, Kirk finally pulled himself from the bathroom floor. Trying to pull up his pants, he found that his waist forced him to tighten his belt all the way just to stay on. And his ass was big enough that it made it difficult to fit inside of the seat. Kirk pushed his hands to grope the ass he felt weighing him down. Terror filled him when he noticed the similar feel that some of the girls, he'd spent lovely nights with were now underneath his fingers. . Kirk rushed out of the bathroom. He almost tripped on his baggy clothes, but he wouldn't let anyone outside of the dorm see him right now. At least the other guys would understand what he was going through. They wouldn't be able to talk about it, but he could feel the comfort of not being alone. Here in the cafeteria no one would understand. No one bothered him before he got into the dorm. A sigh of relief filled his lungs. Some of the other guys were walking around in clothes that were just as baggy as his. Johnson was trying to keep his t-shirt from revealing the thick long nipples that were trying to bore into the thin material. Kirk gulped. He could come up with a few ideas of what might be the end to these changes. There was a game on the TV, so Kirk decided that he could clear his mind by sitting down to watch. The moment he sat he was reminded of the feminine ass that he could feel pressing underneath. The way that it molded into the couch made him feel a little self-conscious. The other boys were probably going through the same thing. He kept reminding himself of that every time he wanted to hide. Only a little time had passed before his cock started to beg him to touch it again. Even with Kirk consciously knowing that it would shrink again didn't prevent his cock from growing harder with every breath. The older student gulped, knowing at this time he should be spending his time helping the younger boys. But it was difficult enough to keep his own erection under control. Sitting there wasn't going to help, and Kirk felt that having all the other boys around him might be driving him closer to masturbating. When they gave in, he would probably fall. It hadn't been safe in the cafeteria, but it wasn't safe at the dorm either. Kirk decided to get some groceries from one of the local shops. They weren't a name brand like Dollar General but had similar products that many of the students could purchase for reasonable prices. He was sure that being in public away from the guys might help him. He made sure his belt remained tight before he went out. The nice crisp air did help him calm down a little. His small cock relaxed when he could see normal people that he didn't know and couldn't tell his changes. For once Kirk felt he could relax a little bit when he went to see what groceries he could purchase. There weren't too many fresh foods. Most of what was here happened to be pre-packaged foods that probably weren't the healthiest. With his current concerns that wasn't the biggest problem on his mind. "Is that all?" the teenage girl asked him at the front counter. For a second Kirk forgot himself. "Yes, thank you." He smiled a little before he leaned in a little bit. The baggy movement of his clothes hung downwards a little. She smiled in return, Kirk trying to get some inkling if she was interested in him. Leaning forward allowed him to see over the top of her breasts. Kirk's eyes instantly went to the lovely curve of her cleavage. They were rather nice for a teenager, and he felt his little cock instantly grow erect. It throbbed in anger that it had been ignored. His cheeks flushed as he looked at her. His balls tingled at the sight of that cleavage. She had to have noticed his red face. Kirk couldn't feel more embarrassed than he was at that moment. The check-out girl rung up his purchased and he paid with his card before he quickly got the bagged items. He went to the front door, turning his head to make sure she wasn't looking before he backtracked. Kirk's pulse was racing. The sight of the cleavage had made his body demand that he touched himself. He knew that something else would change, but his cock was yelling at him too loudly. The door to the bathroom wasn't locked like many smaller stores. The movement of his hands to lock the door in the little bathroom went by fluidly. His fingers struggled with his belt, getting it open took a few hand shaking seconds. When he released the belt, the pants fell off his small belly, and around his wide hips. His tiny little cock begged for release. Kirk felt shame when he saw that he only needed three fingers to stroke the little member that he now owned. Control wasn't within his reach anymore. It used to take a few minutes to stroke his cock before it came. Now it took only a few seconds of stroking his member before he reached orgasm. His cum was thinner and paler when his penis twitched within his hands. The little spurt ended rather quickly. Before he spattered his semen onto the floor in thick gushes. This ejaculation almost dribbled after the first gush. He held his breath to prepare for what he knew must be coming. His teeth grit as his ass expanded again. Fat deposits collected around his wider hips so that his butt pushed him forward as it touched the sink. The soft feminine ass was now even softer to the touch. Kirk rubbed his face, streaking some semen across the smooth skin as a million ants felt like they were crawling over him. A lump grew inside of his throat, the instinct to swallow growing worse. With every swallow the round shape of his Adam's apple disappeared. Soon any notice of an Adam's apple was completely gone. Thankfully Kirk's height didn't disappear too much. His best guess was that he was now about 5'5 or 5'4. That was still a huge drop from what he had been. His flaccid member felt odd against his smooth thighs. Gulping Kirk sighed to himself. "I...don't have to guess what is happening do I?" He asked. His hands went to his throat. That hadn't been his voice. No, it was some girl's that spoke out. It had been an older girl with a deep feminine voice. But it remained a female voice. Trailing his fingers downward he felt a new weight on his chest. Kirk worked his hands underneath his shirt to feel the two lumps underneath his larger nipples. The weight of the little mounds reminded him of a pubescent girl who needed her first bra. They were definitely breasts that he felt underneath his smaller fingers. Leaning in towards the mirror of the bathroom he could see the androgynous expression. It looked like him if he had been born a tomboy, or maybe a sissy. That wasn't something that he wanted to think about. It terrified him; the only thing worse would be telling someone. Kirk wiped his penis and stomach of the semen he'd spilled earlier. "I am never going to masturbate again. No matter how hard it demands it from me." That feminine voice made him clean up quicker. Pulling up his pants and pulling the belt in, he noticed how much his expanded ass stressed the seat of his pants. They were threatening to split the seams. He rushed home with his groceries, not even bothering seeing or saying anything to anyone when he reached the dorm. That would have meant that he had to talk to someone with that new voice. There was nothing he wanted to do now other than go to sleep. Kirk put his groceries away in his room before he slid on one of his t- shirts. The material hung over his smaller shoulders. His little breasts pushed out the front of his shirt to create a little valley of cleavage in the same manner of the girl at the store. They looked even bigger now that they weren't hidden under baggy clothes. He slid his boxers over his wide hips. The form of his ass pushed against the boxers in a way that reminded him of some of the girls he had taken into his room who woke up in his clothes. No, he wasn't going to think about that. Kirk slid his smaller body under the covers in order to sleep early. If anyone wanted to talk to him then he had to ignore them. Or find a way of communicating without using that female voice. His conscious mind didn't want to think about sex in the least. That would threaten to create an erection that he wouldn't be able to ignore. Kirk's mind didn't get the memo. Instead, his mind travelled to a world where his room was sinking. Kirk looked down to see that he was himself again. His pecs hadn't grown into little breasts. And when he looked at his cock it stood at full attention. A sigh of relief filled his mind. All of that strange white rain was just a figment of his imagination. Even with the tilt to his room Kirk felt at home. The room didn't make his pillows or the woman on the bed slide off. Quickly he looked at the bed again. Her long blonde hair cascaded down her back, a few strands sliding between her massive breasts. He grinned to have such a lovely creature in front of him No sense of decorum filled his mind before he cupped those lovely orbs between his fingers. They felt so soft inside of his hands. She smiled, moving herself downwards to cup her breasts around his quivering shaft. Kirk ran his fingers through her lovely hair. Each strand melted around his fingers. Her breasts motioned around his member, growing slick with his copious pre-cum that oozed from his splendid shaft. The more that she moved the more pressure he could feel building inside of his balls. With one curl of her chest she licked across his tip. The little dribbling from his shrunken penis woke Kirk up. The dream had driven his hips to rub his member against the bed. Imagery of lovely breasts with the sensation of the bed rubbing against his cock had brought him to orgasm as he slept. Kirk groaned from the pleasure. His scrotum tightened to release the little bit of sperm that he had left. Kirk gasped as he felt his testicles tighten. They shriveled into two tiny little orbs that were about the size of peas. His scrotum tightened to force them almost into his body. Swallowing the drool that had collected inside of his throat, the college student's little breasts expanded. The right breast suddenly swelled upwards into his t-shirt, the nipple poking into the cloth. His uneven chest instantly matched again. His left breast swelled to fill the space. He cupped his breasts, feeling the weight in his hand. Kirk could guess that he'd gone up a cup size, the new B cup breasts feeling soft and perky within his grasp. "Not even asleep....I don't even get a rest while I sleep." A hopeless whimper filled his voice. His hands were small and soft, Kirk standing up to walk to the mirror in his room. The sight he saw in the mirror made the back of his neck tingle. If he had to guess, he would think that the person in the mirror was a girl. She was a little tomboyish with her short hair. And her face was a mix of feminine and masculine, but the shape of her breasts and body were completely feminine. Her hands were small and delicate, and her hips flared outward into a shapely ass. There was no mistaking it. Yet the urge to call for help was still beyond him. In a rush he'd run to his phone in order to dial a hospital or anyone. His hands shook as he couldn't find the will to do it. Every time he even thought about it his body would be overcome with fear. In a huff he put the phone down. The movement made his new breasts bounce slightly. Anyone who looked could see the curve of his breasts pushing out the material. The ring of his nipples forming two additional bumps. Self-consciousness had never been an issue for Kirk before. With a pair of breasts and an ass he had spanked on girls when he was normal, that wasn't the case. A sigh rushed out of his lips before he opened his bedroom door. The room was filled with chatter, Kirk's room having better sound proofing than he thought. A few of the boys who had shyly hid in their rooms were talking to the other students. Breasts bounced in loose t- shirts with the girlish voices of the others filling his ears. Kirk looked for Johnson, when he found someone who had his shirt on, he walked over. "Johnson?" The sound of his voice shocked him. His fingers rubbed against his throat, feeling the smoothness surprising. The feminine creature turned. "Kirk?" That voice was even more feminine than he felt his own. "Yeah, it's me. Interesting to see everyone here." That was the closest he could get to talking about what was happening. It reminded him of a sorority that had invited a few boys to hang out during the day. All the feminine creatures that surrounded him should have made Kirk feel a slight sense of enjoyment. He could only feel dread for the complete change. The boys were talking about everything, but their change. A few of the non-changed boys were trying to ask. They looked curious why those that had been outside were growing breasts and turning into females. A few brought the subject up. None of the changed boys were able to say a word. Fear filled their faces every time that it was brought up. A lump grew inside of Kirk's throat from having some of them look to him to answer the question. Opening his mouth, it filled with sawdust. Dryness coated his tongue, his teeth clashing together when he closed his mouth. Without being able to help anyone or even talk about it, Kirk rushed to his room again. For some reason he felt safe within the confines of his own four walls. Kirk took deep breathes when he slammed the door. All their eyes were going to be on him. He should know all the answers. How did Johnson stand it being out there with their eyes on him? The weight of his breasts laying on his chest like two badges of what they were going to become. Had he been too mean to girls? Was this revenge for what they had taken for granted? No, the boys who had just arrived couldn't all be guilty of that. None of them would have had the chance to do anything like that. And he was sure that not all of them had been guilty. Some sense of sin filled his mind. When he saw that there was a strange box on his bed, that hadn't been there before. Little gold leafing covered the box with an ornate burgundy covering. What could possibly be inside? Kirk leaned down to open the box. He took a step back when he saw. The dildo was of carved wood, completely smooth to the touch. Kirk jerked his hand back. He'd touched the wood finish without even thinking about it. A little tube of lubrication was right next to the smooth dildo itself. No matter how much he might not want to, Kirk found himself looking at that thick dildo. The firmness that he felt underneath his fingers whenever he touched it filled his mind. His tiny little cock twitched in anticipation of reaching orgasm again. Trying to pull his eyes from the item became impossible. Each beat of his heart drew his fingers closer to it. Within a few minutes he grasped the item in his hands. No resistance remained before he slid his underwear and pants down his smooth thighs. Leaning forward he pushed his ass into the air. With a single hand he opened the bottle of lubrication. Kirk pushed the bottom to let a little blob onto his finger. His palm wasn't the best thing to push the bottle. A thick glob of lubricant splattered onto his hand. It dribbled down his wrist. There was more than enough to fill himself. He rubbed the excess onto the tip of the dildo. His hand moved towards his soft girlish ass. Rubbing his fingers between his cheeks he could feel his ass puckered at the anticipation of something sliding inside of him. Kirk bit his lip, moving his finger in little circles around his anus. With a little jolt he gently slid his finger into his ass. The pressure it took was making it difficult to push inside. Pressure grew worse with every motion. Kirk could barely relax, feeling it rub against his opening. There had to be some way to get his finger inside. Someone had once said that you needed to push out when you relaxed. A few girls that he had fun with mentioned that when they wanted. He took a deep breath in order to enjoy himself properly. Relaxing took a few minutes to let his anus open to his finger. The pressure pushed the first knuckle into his ass. A shudder ran down his spine when the tip of his finger bumped against his prostate. Lubrication dribbled down his fingers into his body. Kirk coated his anus with the lubricant, the scent finally reaching his nostrils. It had a slight scent of strawberries. Droplets filtered inside of him with every thrust of his fingers. Just the movement of his fingers were enough to make his little cock ooze pre-cum. Gulping, Kirk grabbed the bottle to coat the dildo in lubrication. The wooden shaft glistened in the light. A line was being drawn in the sand. If he grabbed the dildo to shove inside of himself, Kirk was never going to turn back. He would forever be walking towards the fate that the white rain had set for him. Resistance by now had disappeared completely. Kirk grabbed the dildo with a sense of purpose. No ceremony was needed when he pushed the tip towards his entrance. Now that he had practice with relaxing his sphincter the dildo slid inside of him easier than the finger had. A girlish moan vibrated across his lips when the dildo penetrated inside of him. Kirk slid the dildo out of his body, each inch making the pleasure grow inside of him. Never in his life could he have seen himself with a thick dildo shoved deep inside of his ass. With a hurried rush he slid it back inside of himself. Kirk's breasts pressed against the bed. His nipples rubbed against the cloth of his sheets. The coolness made his back tingle every time he thrust the dildo inside. His little cock dribbled pre-cum against the mattress. It didn't take long for his hips to push back against the dildo. Lost in the pleasure, Kirk moaned even louder in that feminine timber. Thrusting grew faster and faster, his ass opening to the dildo with every thrust. He shuddered every time that it bumped against the shriveling prostate. The motion rubbed his cock back and forth each time. "Oh...so...good." That girlish voice trembled before his back arched. The ejaculation that relieved the pressure deep inside of his pelvis was weak. The cum barely trickled from his erection. Kirk could feel the rest of his orgasm travel from the base of his spine all the way to his neck. His ass clenched around the invading member, gasping for air with the new sensations. Tight skin around his scrotum slid tight against his pelvis. Kirk groaned with the pleasure of his tiny cock shriveling almost to a nub. Even with the soft erection his cock held, it could be easily described as a one- inch nub. His balls were so tiny, that when he moved his fingers across the skin, he couldn't find them. Flesh around his ass expanded again, clenching around the dildo until he relaxed enough to slide the thick member out. It smacked against his ass when it withdrew. Laughing to himself, Kirk felt the surge inside of his chest. The B cup breasts expanded, pushing his form upwards as the new C cup breasts hung a little low. The college student's nipples were long and sensitive, the head of the house laughing with girlish glee with every rub of his nipples against the sheets. Slender fingers touched against his feminine face. That had felt wonderful. The feeling of a thick dildo had brought him to an orgasm he could have only imagined before. Any fear of the changes was now gone. Now came a different concern. With so many of the guys at the dorm changing like him, how was he going to find a nice thick throbbing piece of meat for himself? Standing up, Kirk didn't even bother getting changed. His hips swayed when he went to the door. In only a shirt that just covered his soft little belly, Kirk left the room. The scent of strawberries filled his nose. It was obvious the other boys had found dildo's in their rooms. A few were on the front table, and breasts bounced with every movement. Some boys were topless. Most were wearing their t-shirts with a pair of boxers. They fit strangely on their wide hips. Boys who weren't wearing any bottoms at all revealed the tiny little nubs that remained of their manhood. Kirk looked from each of them. None were concerned about the changes now. The orgasm with the dildo had stripped any of masculine concerns. A freedom filled their minds. What replaced it was the desire to see what a real cock would feel like. There had been a few new students who hadn't been outside during the white rain. Their cocks were what Kirk couldn't strip his mind of. Where were they? His mind quickly ran towards the dozens of different room numbers. 13 had a normal guy there. Kirk couldn't remember his name. The fact that the new guy was very meticulous about where all his clothing went was very easy to remember though. Warmth filled Kirk's ass with every step he took towards Room 13. The names were already posted on the door. That didn't matter. Maybe he should have knocked, but he was in such a rush to feel that lovely cock sliding inside of him. With a drop dead gorgeous feminine body like his there was no way that the new guy would refuse. Confident in himself, Kirk just opened the door. Two separate moans filled the room when he entered. The meticulous boy thrust his hips with wild abandon. His thick member forced the lovely soft ass apart with every thrust. The raven-haired boy moaned along with every thrust. Breasts swaying in rhythm made Kirk turn a slight red. He noticed on bed sat another one of the other boys. Kirk walked over to him before getting down onto his knees. The boy turned from watching the other two having fun to the new feminine creature walking up. Kirk swallowed a lump growing in his throat. "Please," he begged, that lovely voice cracking slightly. "Please fuck me." Any shame at asking someone to penetrate him was long gone. "I like watching them. So just mount up." He wiggled out of his shorts to reveal his throbbing member. Watching the other two had brought him to full erection. Had the new guys owned such big dicks before? Kirk had never noticed. Maybe the loss of his own cock into a tiny little nub had distracted him. Kirk spread his legs, moving himself so that he could aim his hips. Making sure to not get in the way of the other guy's sight of the two in front was difficult. He leaned his head against his shoulder. The feeling of his breasts against the other male's hard chest made him gulp. There were so many changes. His slender fingers gripped around the throbbing penis behind him. Tingling filled his ass, the lubrication still wet from the heat of his body. He had to close his eyes before he pressed the tip against his anus. It still gaped from the dildo. Without any problem his hips instinctually slid down the shaft. The guy grunted when he slid inside of his ass. The warmth from the cock filling deep inside of Kirk's body. The girlish moan that filled his throat made him shudder. Without his conscious thought his hips pulled up, sliding the cock out of his anus before he slid back down. The slow rhythm grew in pace with every thrust downwards. The guy held his hands against Kirk's hips. His breathing grew more rapid, even if his eyes didn't leave the two friends having fun in front of him. Biting his lip, Kirk kept moving faster and faster. That sensitive spot deep inside of his ass filled his belly with lust. The tightening of his insides grew worse and worse. Gasping for air, he could feel a deep need to feel these lovely shafts inside of him repeatedly. Sweat beaded down his back down the crack of his feminine ass. The wet slapping grew quicker and quicker. In only seconds the rhythm set by the others was matched until he could feel the connection between himself and the other changing boy. Gasping for air the melding grew deep inside of his belly until a loud moan filled the room. Both boys came at the same time. Their tiny little nubs dribbled what remained of their manhood onto their groins. Smooth asses tensed as the orgasms washed over them. Kirk felt faint, all his muscles relaxing. His pee slit sealed closed, skin filling in the void until his foreskin formed into the little hood of his new clit. A new pee slit slid open with his scrotum sliding apart to reveal a new vagina. Kirk's belly fluttered with the transformation into a full female. Her womb, dormant until now deep inside of her awoke with a flood of hormones. Every pore tingled with energy. The light headedness made her fall over onto the bed. She barely noticed that the person who had brought her over to full womanhood was cleaning his cock of the strawberry scented lubrication. The next thing Kirk knew, she felt his shaft pressing against her new cunt. Kirk's eyes shot open to see the other new girl being taken in her new pussy. Her own flower was opening to a thick member sliding deep inside of her. She grunted in surprise before the shaft thrust inside of her again and again. Transformation had taken a toll however, and even though she enjoyed it; Kirk couldn't stay awake too long. Her mind drifted into unconsciousness. Her chest rose and fell. She looked so peaceful when she slept. All the new girls were such fiends in the sack, and angels at the same time. It was rather nice to see them enjoying their new forms. His glasses refused to get clean after he had eaten her out. That was the biggest issue with them. The girls got so wet, and a few of them were squirters. To be honest he had no ill will to everyone who wasn't a member of the gaming group. Kirk had been polite even if he wasn't a gamer and just ignored those outside of his purview. To be honest the gamers didn't even notice the other members of the dorm. But that old book had been too good to pass up. Of course, he had made sure that none of the tabletop members had been outside when it happened. A few lucky guys had been inside when the White Rain had happened. There was no way he expected it to happen that way. Most times you find a "spell" book in the tabletop section it's just another magic compendium. This one worked perfectly. Now the girls of the male dorm needed at least 3 orgasms to be able to function every day. The males of the dorm had also been gifted with larger cocks. When the others lost their manhood's, those who hadn't added to theirs. He grinned when he finished cleaning his glasses. Side effects were always so interesting. Maybe some of the freshman would be able to cast the spell again every year. This dorm could be something special with its own group of former boys to have fun with. At least with the proper orgasms the girls could function normally at school. So many questions were left unanswered for him. Would they grow out their hair? The short hair was cute for some, but others would look good with their hair overflowing. Why did all of them become so busty? That was one he really didn't care to ask too much. He enjoyed every single mammary bouncing moment. Panties and t-shirts were the normal girl uniform in the dorm. When he peeked out he could see a few of the girls acting like they always had before they changed. Maybe he would teach someone else the spell. Everyone should enjoy this. Stages: 1st Orgasm: Cock feels extra sensitive, and desire to masturbate again grows. 2nd Orgasm: Cock loses an inch in length and some girth. Feels a little softer to the touch. Body hair falls off. 3rd Orgasm: Cock loses another inch in length and some girth. Skin becomes soft and hairless except head. Lose about 2 inches from height. 4th Orgasm: Cock loses another inch in length and some girth. Balls tighten and become smaller. Nipples expand and become sensitive and voice cracks. Hips grow wider and ass more pert. 5th Orgasm: Most cocks are at half-size by now. Voice grows into a feminine timber, with desire to masturbate even worse. Large feminine nipples with a little lump in back. Hips now wide and ass feminine in shape. Lose 4 more inches in height. 6th Orgasm: Cocks shrinks even further to about 1/4th the original size and balls are tiny. Breasts grow into the B cup range with hips and ass feminine. Arms and strength at female levels. Faces now androgynous. 7th Orgasm: Cock is about an inch or two by now with the feminine figure. Jerking off is difficult, and so fingering of the ass becomes more common. Thoughts of real cocks go into the head and breasts are grown to a healthy C or D cup by now. 8th Orgasm: Normally seeking out a male partner to fuck them, the individual is fucked until they cum with their tiny cock. Their new pussy grows in with their insides and the male is now a full female.