Can't go back

 

"Okay. The tracking app is uploaded into her computer. Let's go." I had shifted into Katie's collegiate body for our little project. We had strolled into her family estate, under the hospices my best friend Tom was her boyfriend. Setting up the spy cameras was easy. Hacking her computer was a little harder, especially with long nails clicking the keys.

"Wait. Don't you want to try it out?"

"Try what out?" I closed the laptop and stood there perplexed.

"Her body. I mean: you've gone to all the trouble of being a woman. It's not like you'll ever change again. Don't you know what it's like?"

I scoffed. "No, I want to get out of here, before her parents suspect something."

"Come on. We've been alone in her room for an hour." Tom brushed my hair. "They know what we are doing."

"Stop being disgusting." I spun away and looked over my shoulder. Tom took off his shirt.

"I'm not being disgusting. Katie is kind of cute. Seriously, you act like having her body is some kind of disease. Are you gay?"

"No!"

"Then at least do me a favor and touch yourself."

I stared at shirtless Tom in annoyance. Had he been working out?

"At least see what she looks like naked." He looked into my eyes and lifted his eyebrows. When did Tom get so convincing? And strong?

"Tsk. Fine."

I stripped out of my clothes, fumbling for a long time with her bra. When I took off her pants I realized where the wedgie I had been fighting for the last hour was coming from. A thong. I dropped it to the floor, stood in front of her full-length mirror, naked, and cupped my breasts.

"See. There you go." Tom walked up behind me and wrapped his arms around my shoulders. "That must feel great. Now touch your pussy."

"Her pussy." I rolled my eyes, trying to act annoyed with Tom's strong arms, and dropped my hand between my thighs. It took a lot of willpower not to show my reaction.

"How is it?"

"It feels. . . fine." He was rolling my nipples in his hands, which was making me feel more and more lightheaded. My clit swelled in response. I could feel his dick poking into my thigh. My pussy was getting wetter.

"Lay down on the couch. Just once, feel what it's like to have a pussy."

I looked in his eyes and smirked. "'Are you gay?'"

He laughed loudly, a laugh I felt in my gut. His voice was so deep. "No. To me, you are just Katie. And you'd do the same thing for me, right? Let me experience something for the first and last time?"

And sighed. "Fine, but the experience can only last a second and then we need to hurry up and get out of here." I squirmed out of his arms and flopped my naked body to the couch, my plump ass cushioning my fall.

"Spread your legs wide. Put them behind your arms."

". . .Okay."

It felt so weird to watch my thighs spread revealing nothingness. Vulnerability. Giving Tom access. It was strange and disconcerting to be missing a dick. Tom unzipped his jeans and dropped them to the floor. Unlike mine, his huge cock remained. He was a monster. I had seen it in the locker room a few times before, but I hadn't recalled staring at it, or wanting to stare at it. . . or wanting to feel it inside of me. He positioned himself between my thighs.

"Are you ready?"

"Yes. Just hurry. One time in and then we are getting the hell out of here. This has already gotten too weird."

"Okay then." He settled the head of his dick at the gateway to my pussy and pushed forward.

Oh my god.

How was I to know?

I moaned.

How was I to know my masculinity would succumb with every inch? No - every millimeter. That it would dissolve so quickly. The cock kept coming. And as it pushed in, I tried to hold on, but I could feel all sense of my male past pushing out of me. Escaping. It was completely unexpected. Two inches in and I had forgotten what having a dick felt like. It wasn't that it was wiped from my mind, it was that two inches of thick cock in a pussy felt that much better. I didn't want a dick anymore. I had Tom's. And I wanted him to keep going.

"Oh my god."

Suddenly, her voice was my voice. I longed to hear it sound so aroused. I didn't have much of a choice. He kept his forward motion. I stretched my arms so my thighs would spread even wider.

"Oh my god!"

By the time his penis was completely inside of me, I was gone. I looked at him in terror for a moment, trying to recover who I once was, trying to fathom the fullness in my pussy. He stared back. I released my arms, almost instinctually. I felt my legs wrap around him, my feet lock together, and pull him in roughly - in complete acceptance. My tits shook on my chest and my voice whimpered sweetly.

"Please fuck me."

Her parents are downstairs. We should try to be quiet. But Tom is railing me like there is no tomorrow and I don't care anymore. There is no tomorrow, at least for the person I was. Tomorrow is Katie. And the next day. And the next.

I know I will have to face them at dinner. They are my parents now. I'm not even sure how to process this, but I know. . . I can't go back after this.