The Bachelorette Party
My best friend Ethan's fiance Amber was untrusting and insecure. Ethan knew it. I knew it. I think Amber knew it, too.
Ethan didn't raise much of a fuss about Amber's controlling nature, which basically meant he allowed himself to be treated poorly. I didn't respect him for that. Neither did Amber. Our bachelor trip was likely to be the last happy weekend of Ethan's life.
Of course Amber's decision for our bachelor trip sealed the judgement.
"You are both taking gender change pills and going as women or you are not going. PERIOD. I know what happens on these trips."
Ethan called me the night before we went and told me the news. I had been single for a year because I realized a. I had many projects I wanted to do and b. I was miserable and fractured of attention about six months into any relationship. I felt I owed myself a year or two off from the whole standard charade.
"I'm not doing that Ethan."
"Then we aren't going to Montenegro."
I sighed. "Ethan, you need to stand up for yourself."
"Please. Please just do it for me."
The one good thing about Ethan and I is we have fun no matter where we go. Amber was a dumb bitch if she thought pussies between our thighs would stop us from having a great time.
We met these guys Rick and Tom around lunchtime. We were strolling the docks, daintily licking gelato. We had just been talking about the night before.
"Did you get yourself off yet?" Ethan giggled.
"Yeah, of course. In the shower."
"I thought your shower went kind of long. How was it?"
"It was interesting. . . "
I pushed my thighs together. Interesting.
Rick and Tom have an amazing boat. Yeah, they're obviously trying to hit on us, but why would we say no? Ethan and I can take care of ourselves. Besides, I want my friend to have the greatest bachelor party of his life before he enters prison.
That's right Amber, we're on a boat and you're hanging out with your bitch friends — each one of you no doubt pretending to listen while you think up the next innane thing to say. There's nothing weird about four guys on a boat — even if two of the guys don't know the other two were guys two days ago.
No, Ethan is Elsie and I am Danielle. Nice to meet you.
Just to get you up to speed: I, Danielle, have spent most of this seafaring journey up front discussing the technical aspects of this vessel with Rick. He's an impressive guy. He was an air force pilot, started a private company, made hundreds of millions, and now he's on a yearlong sailing trip. Lucky guy. But I started to drift from the conversation when I turned around and saw. . .
Hmmm.
I don't like that look on Ethan's face.
Something is going on. And I can't just stand up and pull him away from Tom. Keep cool. Ethan is just playing around. Isn't he?
Oh fuck! Is he really putting his foot near Tom's cock. What the fuck.
He doesn't look like himself. No, it's not just because he's Elsie. It's his movements. Literally twenty minutes ago he was walking with his unmistakeable gait. Now he looks positively feminine.
I turn around for twenty minutes and when I turn back Ethan is someone else?! WTF.
OMG. OMG OMG! Ethan is kissing Tom. With his tongue.
"You seem worried about your friend."
"Uh. . . "
"Tom is a nice guy, Danielle. He'll take care of her."
"That's good."
"We'll stop in port soon," Rick whispered, a little too close to me.
I nodded. "I think that's a good idea."
IN PORT
"Will you tell me what the hell is going on, Elsie?"
Elsie walked over swaying his hips alluringly. "I think I like Tom."
"Like Tom? That doesn't make sense."
"I know. It doesn't make sense to me either but I do. I really like Tom."
I shook my head.
"Dan. I mean, Danielle. I need you to be my wingman."
"Your wingman!"
"Yeah, like old times. I want him."
My face scrunched up in confusion. "Want him?"
"Yeah. This is my bachelorette party and I think I want to take advantage of it."
Did he really just say bachelorette?
"I want Tom. I want him inside of me. I want him in my pussy. Badly. Just keep Rick occupied for me."
When Ethan said pussy a jolt shot through mine. This was real. All of this was real. Ethan gave me the biggest puppy dog eyes with Elsie's form. He gazed into mine. Though his eyes were the same, the look he gave me was one of pure femininity. It scared me.
I nodded. "Okay, Elsie. I'll be your wingman. I know this is your party." Besides, it makes me happy to know Amber would hate this.
Elsie squeeled. "Oh you're the best!"
"But I'm not falling on the grenade for you. This is your desire, not mine. And remember, you can't let him come inside of you. If you do that the pills will lock you in."
Elsie bit her lip. "Okay. I will be careful."
TWO HOURS LATER
Oh shit, Ethan. Hurry. Hurry! Please sit on his cock — and please please I hope he comes fast! I can't keep distracting Rick. This has all gotten out of hand.
Fuck. Out of hand — I've been giving him a handjob for 15 minutes just so you can have your little dream. He's absolutely engorged and now his precum is dripping down his cock onto my fingers.
This was a stupid fucking idea and I should have never agreed to it. If Amber could see you now she would be absolutely livid and I would agree with her. This is insanity!
That's right. Just sit down and then have your little joy ride.
"Do you want to hop on?" whispers Rick.
"(Ahem) Let me do this just a little while longer. I like this."
Ethan! I've got another man's cock in my hand just so you can get your little ovaries off. I hope you appreciate this! Now hurry. Please!
God, Ethan wasted no time once she got him inside. . . look at her go. . . she looks lost. . . and the sounds coming from her mouth. . . they're making me blush. And wet. My clit is peeking to attention from my folds. Rick is watching Elsie go and he must like what he's seeing, too, because his cock is swelling in my hand.
TWENTY MINUTES LATER
"Thank you," Elsie whispered to me. "This is amazing. He's so thick, too. I've come at least four times."
I'm dripping. I thought Tom would come quickly with such a fine thing like Elsie riding him, but it's been more than fifteen minutes. He flipped her over right next to me and Rick and kept going.
Out of propriety to the situation, I was forced to put Rick in my mouth. I wish he would come. Then it could remove the worry building behind me. I can feel it back there, exposed to the air, pulsing with my heartbeat. My pussy is swollen and ready to be penetrated.
It's not that sucking cock is such a bad thing. It puts butterflies in my tummy to say it's not bad at all. There's a strange pride inside of me that Rick is loving it.
"You know how to do that," he whispers with a wink.
It's hard not to smile. I've never sucked a cock a day of my life, Rick. I send a flurry of tongue down his shaft and he moans. I'm starting to forget about Elsie. I'm thinking about Rick. About how I'm pleasing him. I'm thinking about him exploding in my mouth. And I'm wondering why that suddenly doesn't scare me anymore.
Ethan and I were never well-endowed. Rick and Tom's cocks put us to shame. But our new breasts put us on a level playing field. They elevete us to objects for their play and attention. They cast glances at our tits, glances we can feel in the condensed little nubs of pleasure that used to be our cocks. Ethan's new tits ride delightfully on his chest. His thighs are spread to receive.
My tits hang beneath me, swaying with the smallest movement, bouncing plump together when they meet. The tips brush Rick's legs beneath me. My nipples stiffen.
"Danielle. . ." Elsie leans back and whispers to me through her moans. I look up from the steady rhythm I've found romancing Rick's cock.
For a moment, everything seems normal. I eye her earrings. They're nice. I should get some like that, I think. For some reason it doesn't strike me the least bit odd I should have this thought.
"You have to try this. Let him fuck you.."
"Mmmf." I shake my head. No. No, that's too far.
"Please. Please share a cock with me for my bachelorette party." Elsie moans loudly at her request. I moan, too.
I'm not sure why I stood up and fell to my back. Why I spread my thighs so wide. I felt Rick's gaze fall to my pussy and my body shook knowing I was about to be penetrated.
I suddenly realize just how big my tits are from this angle. And how full my thighs are. A body like this was made to be penetrated and Rick didn't spare a second. He spread my pussy lips with the bulbous head of his cock and pushed into me. I moaned. "Yes." It just came out of me. It felt amazing — even better knowing I made his cock so thick with my hand and mouth. It felt like time spent wisely.
It twists my mind — hearing our moans together. Ethan and I. Best friends. Now passionate little Elsie and her BFF, Danielle, being fucked.
This view.
The rock of the boat.
The way Rick is fucking my pussy and grabbing my melonous breasts. The way he plumbs my depths. They way my lips hugs his huge cock.
I love it.
That's right. Stuff me good.
What's left of my cock, my delicious pink little clit, has a front row seat to the action. She gazes from her pink, frilly little hood in approval. She gets harder. When I'm stuffed full of cock she gets so erect.
I use the leverage of my plump little ass against the bed to fuck Rick back as best I can. I want Rick. My pussy has wanted Rick since I put him in my mouth. She's gushing. Practically sucking him in. I squeeze the muscles in side to let him know I like it. He responds, speeding up.
Elsie and Tom have picked up. They moan loudly. I know Tom is getting close and I should interrupt for my friend's sake, but I can only think of his fiance Amber and how Elsie is a million times the woman she is.
Amber! Has her pussy ever been pleased this well? I laugh. She's too straight-laced to ever be a lesbian. Her little plan, shifting me and Ethan into females has backfired completely. And if I don't say anything, and Tom comes inside of my friend, Amber is out of the picture forever.
Right on cue Tom cries out, "I'm going to come." Elsie calls out in passion. She's not thinking about her fiance Amber.
As best as I can tell, I only have a few seconds to act before my friend is locked in forever.
So I bite my lip.
"It's so warm."
She wraps her legs around him instinctively and holds on.
Tom unloads into her.
She coos delightfully.
Oh, Elsie. You wanted that, didn't you? The walls of your pussy coated with Tom's seed. To be locked in.
She moans out loud. My eyes grow when suddenly her tits grow another cup size in the matter of seconds. Holy shit.
Rick is speeding up inside of me.
His cock has thickened so much in the last minutes. I can feel he's close.
What is Rick going to do?
Why is this the question I ask?
Why am I not calling out for him to come on my tummy or my face?
Why am I not directing him?
Why am I leaving it to him?
Why am I playing Russian Roulette with my perfect, pink, pulsating pussy.
"I'm coming!"
My heart sinks when he pulls out and unloads on my tight little mound.
The fact I'm disappointed makes my toes curl up and my tummy feel all funny.
Ethan can't go home now. She's a woman. Forever Elsie. And I remain the Best Man. I'll have to go back and face everyone.
There was this big project I was working on at home. I honestly hated to leave it I was so concentrated on the work. But now that I think about it, I realize I've been pretty lonely and static. Shut in. I think of Rick on this boat, going from port to port. He must get lonely sometimes, too.
I'm not sure why I was so bashful earlier. I could've just gone down on him without all the reluctance. He deserves it. In a way, I deserve it, too.
I look down over my body, over my huge tits and delicious mound. I've never fucked a woman as hot as me. I'm pretty sure Rick hasn't either. I'm impressed he lasted so long. I look longingly at the head of his cock. It glistens with a huge bead of come. It's running down his shaft. He's coated just like my mound.
It's then he pulls his cock back and gives my pussy the sweetest little pop.
Oh fuck.
"Put it back in."
I lean back. Put it back inside. Do it — before I lose my nerve. "Put it back inside of me," I cry sweetly.
Elsie breathes out a long exhale beside me and whispers yes. She and Tom look on.
In goes Rick's cock along with that generous bead of come and the come down his shaft.
I take it all in, feeling my ovaries settle in. A drop is all it takes for them never to return to my ball sac. My outer lips tug tighter against my body — they'll never hang below my cock again. I feel myself tighten up around his cock as my body accepts the changes. My pussy squishes with my feminine juices and Rick's generous dollop of come. It's more than enough.
My tits suddenly fill with pins and needles. "Oh yes!" I cheer them on. Elsie grabs my left breast right on cue and we both moan as they inflate another cup size, my left tit over-filling Elsie's hand completely. Oh fuck. These are all mine now. My nipples will never settle back to my chest. They will swing at the tip of each of my tits forever.
There's a cloud of come inside of me now. It settles invitingly into my juices. Gaining motility and orientation. Even if I slipped my finger in now I couldn't take back the load of possibility Rick has just deposited in my pussy.
Elsie whispers sweetly in my ear, "it felt so good when Tom came I started to see my future."
I nod. I understand. I'm beginning to see mine, too.
I like what I see.
My nipples harden, in pleasure, and in terror. The male side of me screams out, it's throne crumbled, the walls around it on fire. What have you done?
Rick pushes deeper. I push back to meet him.
I'm scared. Maybe I was too rash. I search the air, trying to comprehend what is happening inside of me. Trying to comprehend why I like the idea of Rick and I strolling down cobblestone streets hand-in-hand as his baby grows in my tummy. Strolling with ease, with my cock now beside me in his shorts. My panties hugging his pussy close under my dress, the crotch getting wetter in anticipation as the day progresses. In the evening finding some back alley together so he can peel away my panties and slip inside me with my dress still on and fuck me until he comes.
Elsie lies beside me and takes my chin.
"Danielle. It's okay." She kisses me. "We're free."
I kiss her back. All barriers have crumbled. We will fuck all night in this boat, taking heroic loads of come into our tight pussies, fertile and aroused, learning to move, pleasing our men with our new curves and rising well-fucked with the sun in the morning. We shower together. We slip on a fresh pair on panties, settle our tits into the generous cups of our push-up bras and feel our nipples harden against the padding as we snap the clasps behind us, and put on our cute summer dresses. We penetrate our ears with earrings and do our makeup.
We sail on as new women.
Bachelorettes.
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