“I’m leaving it right outside the door, champ. Come out when you’re ready.” Jesse said.
As soon as Michael finished wiping up, he hurriedly opened the door and pulled the shot glass in. He looked at the amber liquid, took a deep breath and downed it.
Fingers crossed this one doesn’t give me tits. I’ve had enough embarrassment for the moment.
He felt a warm feeling deep inside him, bubbling to the surface. At first he was nervous, but then he realized it was just another orgasm. He felt the euphoria all the way through to his bones, shivering as his dick pulsed. As it pulsed, his boner went away and his dick began to shrink.
Oh thank god, it worked! I’m finally done busting nuts every two minutes. I’ve never felt so relieved to be soft… wow I’m really soft. Wait a minute… I’m small. I wasn’t this small was I? There’s no way! Oh shit… this can only mean… oh fuuuuck! My balls just… pulled inside? Oh fuck… not my dick too… don’t go now! Unnnnnghh! Oh my gooood! It’s… gone. I have a… vagina? I have a vagina. A pussy… not just that… but my skin is smooth. And is that hair tingling my neck? And my back… it’s growing so fast! My hand are small... my nails are red? And my chest… it’s soft. Eeep! And sensitive… oh my nipples are getting big, and hard. Oh my god those are breasts… and they’re growing. Unnnngg this feels fucking weird! They’re getting huge! Oh my goood! I’m stacked!
This is surreal… I have tits. And my face feels strange… my eyelashes are heavy, and my lips feel fat. Unnngh… speaking of fat… I knew this was coming… oh my god my butt is getting huge! My hips feel like the’re a mile apart! And my ass cheeks are all pressed up against each other… they’re so big! Oh my spine is… ahhhh!
Holy shit that felt awful… my spine’s so curved now… oh my god I can feel ass cheeks enveloping my… thong? When did I get a thong? It feels so alien! I can feel it pressing against my pussy… jesus it feels… good. But so weird…
Oh my god… is that me in the mirror? It can’t be. I look… gorgeous.
Michael sat on the plastic-coated mirror bench and stared at himself. He couldn’t believe the curvy woman he was looking at was actually himself. His breasts were so round and supple. His hips were so wide. He brought a finger up to his lips and felt how plump they’d become, his hair falling into his eyes.
He was interrupted from his trance by another knock on the door. It was Trish’s voice.
“Michael I hate to interrupt but we’ve got to continue the game. Are you still having penis problems?”