Changing Tides
Angie loved her boyfriend David. She really did. But something about their relationship just wasn't working. He was so confident. So strong willed. Everything she wanted to be. But instead of raising her up, it seemed that when they were together he hogged the spotlight. And she was wilting.
Still she didn't want to leave him. She felt like their souls were intertwined. Only she knew now she had to make a change. Even if it was a drastic one.
She secured a rare amulet from a distant relative and secured it to a bracelet. Then one night she begged David to go down on her. He didn't mind eating her out, so it wasn't an odd request. Today though she laid back with special focus as her lover began his ministrations.

Almost immediately she started to feel the power coursing through her. The amulet enabling her wish. She and David were coiling together now in lovemaking, a language that magic could understand. Now all she had to do was channel her desire, and impose her will. She arched her back and focused her mind. She wanted what David had. His strength, his confidence. His assertiveness and strength of will. And something more.
The power coursed through her and she cooed as his lips caressed her. The magic passing through her with every pulse of her lower lips. Into him. Even then her clit began to pulse imperceptibly larger with the exertion.

David didn't notice anything. Except that Angie seemed to be enjoying herself more than usual. He took some pride at that and continued his work. He was so focused, he didn't notice as the magic pulled his essence from him with every breath and flick of the tongue. It was imperceptible at first. He thought the room was growing colder as goosebumps pricked his skin. And his nipples went erect.

Angie tensed and moaned higher as his tongue flicked across the bud of her clit. He was finding it easier and easier to stimulate the little nub. He really knew his lover well. She squeezed his head between her thighs and jerked her hips upwards, pulling him with her. A lash of heat went through him and his skin tensed once again.

Angie coiled as her lover pulled back momentarily to catch his breath, then resumed his work. Her clit was growing more engorged by the second. But David hadn't noticed. He went on flicking his tongue over her little knob. Even as it grew by the moment. While his face thinned and his lips became imperceptibly more delicate.

She tensed and pulled him close, every second a near dance with orgasm. But it wouldn't come. Not yet. She had so much more to take. This time as she seized and rode the powerful wave of pleasure, she heard David moan too. Pressing his body into the sheets in perfect sync with her pleasure. His hands were thinner now. If he'd looked, he'd see that little buds projected from his chest now. Even as Angie's own breasts began to shrink.

She pulled his mouth closer now, terrified he would pull away and see the changes. His hair was getting longer now already, his eyebrows more fine. Angie was growing more assertive by the minute. And as she pulled her boyfriend closer against her swelling body, she found he did not push back. Instead he kept going. His gentle tongue lapping at her folds. His mass ebbing away like the tide.

She felt another pulse of need as her clit strained. She moaned, her voice gaining a slight timbre now. She felt her clit flex as a tiny head poked from the folds. David teased the shape of it with his tongue as it grew in his dainty little mouth.

There was a moment of shock as he registered there was something in his mouth now. And at the same time he felt his own cock growing hard, but somehow smaller. As if it was sinking into him with every sway of his hips. He felt some desperate need there he couldn't explain. He felt an urge to pull away, but the thought was quickly assuaged as Angie pet his head, consoling him. He arched his back ever so slightly. Bucking his hips against that strange need between his legs. Curves filling out around her hips and ass even as Angie's own were fading.

David started to moan then, his mouth still hopelessly enraptured by her pussy. He knew something was wrong. Could feel that horrible heat building between his legs as his body lay in the wasteland between man and woman. He could pull away now and his latent energy would reassert itself. He would be a man again. But Angie could not allow that. So she dug her nails into the long locks now growing from his head.
And as his eyes flicked to hers, Angie pressed her advantage. They were at the midway point now and the tide was going her way. Every moment she became more assertive. More dominant. More the man as she swelled in her lover's mouth under the loving adoration of his own tongue. David could've pulled away, as he had always been dominant over Angie. But now times were changing. And David was fading. She tensed her hips and pulled her lover close. Angie was gone. But Andrew was here to stay. And he was going to make Daniela his bitch.
"Good girl," nails pulled tight on red locks as the budding woman tried to pull away. But despite herself she could not stop. Even as David felt the heat building between his legs, he went on licking on that ever growing nub in his mouth. Even as he felt the thing between his own legs continue to shrink.

Then Angie tensed with a great roar as her body convulsed. David felt a horrible draining sensation as his body shifted while his lover's bulked up.
His dick shrank perceptibly, and even without looking, he could tell it would be hardly more than a few inches long now. He moaned as curves pushed from his chest in desperate pleasure. There was no denying it now. She had tits.

Her back arched as waves of need washed over her. Her ass high in the air now as she lapped obediently at the whim of her dominant partner.
Andrew tensed as he imposed his will. Pulling ever more masculine energy from the man who once had been her boyfriend. Now the girl pressed her body to the sheets as she wrapped her lips around his growing rod.

Daniela moaned as the nub in her mouth grew even larger, far more than a clit now. She felt a slave too it as her tongue rolled along its length. The size of it dominating her as the heat and power coursed through her curves once again. Pulling every last thread of masculine resistance from her lips. Her dick was smaller than a pinky finger now.
She should fight. Pull away. Run. But how could she? Angie had done so much already. How could she resist the inevitable shape of what she felt growing every moment between her lips.

Then for just a moment he was David again. Fully a man in his mind if not in his body. He peeled his lips from the growing member and tried to pull away. But just then Angie latched on even harder. She laughed at his girlish moans. As her hips tensed. And then with one horrible spasm, the man pulled her towards him. The clit stole some last pleasure from the back of her throat. And in that moment she knew she had lost.
Daniela's orgasmic moans were smothered by the expanding dick in her mouth as her body finally gave in.
Her chest exploded outwards to its final size. No longer just pert little buds, or even modest breasts. She blushed to realize that now, she was a fully curvaceous woman.

Then she tensed in final defeat as the heat between her legs overwhelmed her. Waves of femininty crashed over her as the root of her cock pulled inward to form the seed of her new clit. Plump pussy lips swelled and tensed around it. And the new girl defensively closed her legs in helpless vulnerability as her hips grew outward. Her birth canal tunnel inward as ovaries formed and filled with eggs. She could be a mother one day. If Andrew wanted her to be.

Andrew held her head tight as she moaned through the aftershocks. His cock swelling ever larger between her lips.

In orgasmic desperation her hands darted to the void between her legs, hoping beyond hope that there was something left. But all she found were delicate folds. And the little nub that once had been her proud penis

Andrew caressed the side of her face as tears rolled down. A gently rocking set in as he put his new equipment to work between her luscious lips. She couldn't resist him now any more than she could before. Even as his pounding set her new curves bouncing.

She registered a final change as the taste of the thing in her mouth shifted. Gone was the sweet taste of a woman's pussy. Now her mouth was filled with cock. The change was subtle. But as her tongue flicked along the head, and her lips eased along the shaft, she realized what it meant. The change was complete. Andrew was all man now. And she was all woman.

But even as she moaned, her lips wrapped around his cock, she realized the changes were not over. As the heat continued to build between her legs, the rod in her mouth continued to grow, longer and harder. Far bigger than her own manhood had ever been. It dominated her mouth, her mind, all of her. Her lover pushed himself down her throat as her lips strained to contain him. She gagged.

With his strapping new manhood, Andrew wasted no time getting to his feet, all as if to show how things had changed. Angie had received oral sex from her back. Andrew would take it however he wanted. Daniela wilted, shocked and overwhelmed as her man used her wantonly. Her curves bouncing as he thrust into her mouth, and reality began to shift to accomodate their new situation. Her nails gained frosted french tips as earrings appeared dangling from her ears. Her hair even gained a red tint. Not natural. She was obsessive about keeping it dyed. Memories of constant trips to the hair salon flooded her mind as her man overwhelmed her mouth, forcing her ever deeper into femininity as the submissive heat between her legs continued to boil. She could do nothing to fight it.

The last drop of masculinity passed from her lips into him as her body convulsed. Her lips clung to him even as the magical heat connecting them subsided. She was his now. Completely bent to his will. And ready from the moment he would complete the humilation by making her swallow his seed. But then as if sensing her surrender, he pulled away, leaving her mouth with a desperate emptyness. The magic connecting them broke as his rod broke her lips. He grunted with his cock in his hands and unloaded his seed across her bountiful tits. She realized why he'd done it this way. Now all was clear to see. The bracelet with the magic stone was gone. All the magic was gone. Now they were just two people. Set in their new reality. Her mouth still tasted of dick. Her curves were still bouncing. And here she was at the start of her new life, drenched in another man's cum.

In later years he would tease her sometimes. As she fussed with her hair or fretted over her nails. He'd remind her that once she had been the man, before he'd taken that from her. And now all she did was primp and preen, dressing in pretty skirts and heels for him. She hated every minute of it. But what could she do? He had stolen all the fight she had within her.
Now, all that remained was to get down on her knees, and submit.

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