What The Instructions Say
"What the fuck have you done, Brent?"
"I put a Gendemorph pill in your cake last night."
"For fuck's sake! Are those things even safe?"
"The instructions say they are totally safe."
"I don't give a fuck about what the instructions say! Why the hell would you do this?"
"I'm sorry, I was bored. Lockdown sucks, and now they've announced we have two more weeks."
"But how does turning me into a woman help your boredom???"
"Uh. . . I'm not sure yet. I have a few ideas."
"You're a jerk. Those packs come with reversal pills right?
"Of course. I ordered about a months supply though just in case we want to keep experimenting."
"Well, give me the reversal pill! NOW!"
"As you wish, Jordan — but not before you feel your new equipment. First you have to at least try it."
"NO!"
"Sorry, Jordan. I've hidden the pills. Since this is the first and last time you will be a female, you owe that pussy at least one little touch before you change back."
"ARG! I hate you. FINE. Here! Does this make you happy?"
"There you go. See, was that so hard. I'll go get the reversal pill now if you want."
. . .
"Jordan? Should I get the pill?"
"Jordan?"
". . . mm. . . my dick is gone. . . this pussy. . . it feels. . . it feel so. . . "
"So what?"
"It feels. . . so. . . "
"Okay, Jordan. I understand. You can stop if you want."
". . . Mmmmmmm! My voice is so high. . . "
"Uh, Jordan, would you like me give you some privacy?"
"No. Stay."
"What?"
"Stay here."
"Why?"
"I want you to keep watching me."
"But —"
"You said you were bored with lockdown. Now that I think about it, I was a little bored, too. This is so new maybe I shouldn't face it alone. You might as well watch my fingers as I experiment with this pussy."
"Okay. But I can go get the reversal pill right now."
"Shhhh. Hold on. My middle finger. . . "
"What about it?"
"It isn't quite enough. I guess a pussy wasn't technically made for a single finger, was it?"
"What do you mean?"
"I think you know what I mean. I see that bulge in your pants, Brent."
"Shit. I'm sorry."
"Don't be. Brent. . . maybe let me see it?"
"What?!"
"Don't you think I need something to watch, too? You've seen mine. Show me yours. Take it out. You can even play with yourself while you watch me. I don't see a problem with that. Why should I have all the fun?"
"Okay."
"Wow, Brent. You're big. I had no idea."
"Jordan — you're adding another finger."
"I am. Something about seeing your cock made a second finger feel necessary."
"Oh. . ."
"Now please, Brent. Don't make me ask again. Rub that big cock of yours. Match my pace. Slower. Slowly. . . Good. Thank you — Now come here."
"Come there?"
"Yes, come here."
"Are you serious?"
"Don't I look serious? Get over here. Now. I need to try something."
"Okay."
"I want you to settle your cock right here. Right here on my mound."
"Here?"
"Yes. Right there. Good. Mmmmm. It's bigger up close. Now stay still."
"Okay."
"That's right. Stay still and let me play. Let me play. . ."
"That feels really good."
"Because my pussy lips are wet?"
"Yes. Because your pussy lips are wet."
"This view is so surreal, Brent. It's strangely hot. Looking over these tits. Nothing between my thighs but this wet pussy. It's like a female point-of-view."
"That's because you are a female."
"I know. Because of the pill you gave me. It feels like another mouth has opened between my legs. It has a hunger of its own, it's driving my thoughts. . . I can't explain the things it's making me want right now, but it wants them. It knows what it wants. What belongs inside of it. So, Brent?"
"Yes?"
"I want you to do us a favor and walk over to my dresser and open the top drawer and open my grandfather's old cigar box and bring me what's inside."
"What is inside?"
"Something we are going to need."
A Little Later
"Jordan. What are you doing? You told me to wear it. That's the only one we have!"
"I'm sorry. It has to go now. There. That's better, isn't it? You're free. We're both free. Now where were we. . . "
"Are you sure?"
"I'm sure. I don't think we will be needing it anymore. Now that we're warmed up, I feel comfortable with the idea of having nothing between us, don't you? I mean, I'm only a female for a day. Besides, you're my best friend, and I know everything will go back to normal after this."
"Sure."
"Hold on."
"What are you doing?"
"Changing position. I want to take me like this now. I want to be on my hands and knees."
"That's a rather submissive position, don't you think?"
"So what? I'm curious. It feels more feminine. Since this is my one time, maybe it should feel as feminine as possible."
"Maybe. You're ass is amazing."
"I know. Can't you see me arching it up to entice you? What more signal do you need that I'm ready? Come on. Dive in."
"Your movements are getting more and more feminine."
"It all feels so natural. This body was meant to be fucked this way. To be penetrated. I can't think of anything else. I can feel my heart beating in my clit and in the tight folds of my pussy. Please, hurry up and mount me."
"Gladly."
"Mmm, that's right. Slip it in. Fuck, you spread me so wide! Okay, now: Hold on. Don't move. I want to try something, okay?"
"Okay."
"Oh. Oh, fuck! That's right. Don't move."
"Jordan, you're fucking me. . . "
"Shhhh — let me do all the work. Yes, let me handle your cock on my own. Just like that. Just like that! You're hitting so deep it makes my toes curl. And my nipples feel like they are about to pop!"
"Mmmm. You are tight."
"You gave me this a tight pussy, Brent."
"I did."
"I'm working your cock with it. Are you watching?"
"Yes. You're so wet."
"And getting wetter. I used your cock to find perfect spot inside of me. I think if I keep hitting it I will orgasm. You don't mind if I use your cock to get myself off, do you?"
"It's yours."
"Oh, fuck. Is it mine? I don't know why, but for some reason that makes me so hot. This cock inside of me that I'm using my pussy to hug so completely is mine. Mine to play with. Is your thick condom-less cock coated with my pussy's thick juices yet?"
"It's drenched to the hilt."
"You know — I was pleased to find out there was so much of you, Brent. Even more pleased to feel what that meant. As I watched you fuck me missionary I promised to make my personal challenge to try and take every inch of your cock before we are finished."
"Well, after some breaking in, your pussy has finally succeeded."
"I know. I can feel it. My swollen clit is colliding into your balls now. I've claimed every inch of your cock as mine. Still, I have to say, you barely fit, Brent. And yet, you fit so perfectly. I feel so full. Like your cock is the center of my universe. The way it slips in and out and tugs at my pussy. How many pills did you say you bought?"
"Thirty."
"Mmmm. Good boy."
"I can feel you squeezing your muscles inside."
"Yes, that's your reward. I'm milking your veiny cock with my new pussy. Do you feel me hugging it with my new muscles? My pussy knows it's my cock."
"Fuck — If you keep talking like that you're going to make me come."
"I can't help it. It seems right. I'm a woman. Feeling my breasts beneath me and this thick cock buried in my pussy makes me want to talk this way. But you're not allowed to come yet, Brent. Not yet! You don't have to worry about breaking a condom now. Show me what you can do. Punish my little pussy for not trusting you sooner. Grab my hips and fuck me.
"What?"
"GRAB MY HIPS AND FUCK ME, BRENT! Do it! Do it, NOW!"
"Okay! Okay!"
"Oh god, YES!"
"You have an amazing ass. Your little asshole is quivering."
"It's so close to my pussy. I can feel it tugging with every thrust. It's driving me crazy because a pussy feels so much more powerful than having a cock, Brent. I can feel the aftershocks of each thrust through my entire body. It's heating up every inch of me. It's driving me crazy. It's hard not to give in to it. Oh god, oh fuck, I'm coming!"
"Mmmm."
"Don't stop. Don't stop, baby. Pull my hair and fuck me. Make me yours. You have no idea what it's like to have this dick plunging into me. Take my pussy and own it. . . Harder! Oh fuck, Brent. I think I'm going to come again!"
"Then come."
Seven Minutes Later
"Brent, honey?"
"Yes."
"I can feel you swelling inside of me. I can feel you are close."
"I am."
"Brent, I need you to listen to me, okay?"
"Okay."
"I want you to finish inside of me."
"But the pill instructions say —"
"I don't give a fuck about what the instructions say! You said it yourself: It's my first time. I owe it to myself and my new pussy to feel this completely."
"But, Jordan. It could —"
"No more buts. You will come inside of my pussy. Do you understand? I need every drop of you inside of me. Every drop — do you hear me? I need it, Brent. I fucking need it. You've made me a woman now fucking come inside of me like I deserve. Please, honey! PLEASE! Bury yourself inside of me and coat the inside of my tight little pussy with your come. Do it. I know you want to! DO IT NOW, BRENT!"
"Oh, fuck!"
"Yes! Oh god, I can feel you pulsing. You're firing!"
"Oh fuck! Oh no!"
"YES! YES! I feel it! Stay inside of me. Keep pumping. There's so much of you."
A WEEK LATER
"Is this how my naughty boyfriend wanted to spend his lockdown?"
"Yes. It is."
"This pussy you gave me wants it, too. Your huge cock is so much more fun to stroke than the one I used to have. In a second I want you to walk to the bar, put this cock inside of me, and impregnate me on that bar stool. I want your lockdown baby in my belly. Do you understand?"
"Yes. I understand."
"Honey — Are you okay with making me a lockdown mommy?"
"Yes."
"Good. Because we're not going to stop until I'm expecting."
"You are shaking."
"I was just imagining calling my mom and telling her she is going to be a grandmother. It's taken me to the edge. It's making me come. You're going to make me a mommy and my mother a grandmother, aren't you, honey?"
"Yes. I am."
Dear god, Jordan doesn't stop.
I'm not complaining.
After our first night of sex Jordan finally sat down on the couch and read the instructions on the bottle of Gendemorph pills. She masturbated as she read the box out loud to me.
"Do not expose your mucus membranes to more than 1 mL of male ejaculate as it may risk sparking an estrogen surge in the body. Side Effects of exposure to male ejaculate include behavior change, mind shift, and a deep desire to breed. Do not take more than 4 pills in one day as you may risk permanency of form.
"Hey, Brent — what does that mean? "Permanency of form."?"
"It means if you pop too many pills you will stay a woman forever."
I'll never forget how quickly Jordan popped open the pill bottle. I leapt across the room to stop her. She giggled as I tried to wrestle her down, but I was too late. She shoved a fingerful of pills into her mouth and swallowed. Then fell to her stomach in ecstacy.
I fell back to the floor as she got herself off, shaking with multiple orgasms as estrogen overloaded her body. Her voice pitched higher. Her DNA converted.
"I'm becoming a woman, Brent. I'm becoming a woman forever."
There was nothing I could do. I sat on the floor and emptied the pill bottle into my hand. I had bought 30 pills. There were 15 left in the bottle.
"Watch me becoming a woman for you, baby. Watch me!"
With every orgasm, the old Jordan was saying goodbye. A new Jordan was taking his place. She quivered on the couch in orgasmic bliss as the last bits of her old male self were eradicated from her body for good.
I looked down in the pills. Her ecstacy was so convincing half of me wanted to take the other half. I fought off the urge and let them fall to the floor. Later, when I came back, they were gone. She had found them and popped every last one.
She writhed on the couch. "Brent, baby. Come here."
"What do you need?"
"I need you. I need you to come in my mouth. Do you understand?"
"Why?"
"The aftertaste of the pills is bitter. Plus I need your come. I want your come to interact with the pills. The last time it made me so lightheaded. Hurry!"
I wanted to be mad at Jordan for being so rash. I wanted to refuse. But instead I stood up and unzipped my pants, knowing if the pills didn't seal her fate — my cock would. She grabbed my dick and wrapped her lips around its head. She worked it, gazing into my eyes the entire time, moaning over the cock in her mouth. She worked slowly. She had all the time in the world, she would be a woman forever.
It was the best blowjob of my life.
Lockdown
The government added another month of lockdown last night. Neither of us are complaining. We are keeping ourselves occupied.
Jordan has been talking about having kids the past few days. She's insistant. Begging me over blowjobs.
She calls my cock her babymaker. It's a little weird how obsessed she is, especially since Jordan always said he never wanted kids. I suppose the pill instructions did say she would desire to be bred if she encountered even a modest load of come. My come has imprinted in her chemistry. She craves it and wants it any way she can get it.
"Did you have a nice afternoon nap."
"Yes, come here. I need it."
She keeps telling me what a good mother she will be to our children. She keeps begging for me to come inside of her.
Her enthusiasm is addictive.
I want to make her happy.
And I will.
"That's right. My thighs are spread for you. I want you deep. Put our baby inside of me! I promise to have an egg waiting for you."
"As you wish, Jordan."
This is her view of the world now.
I'm a little jealous.
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