Ladies Man (April 2020 SotM)

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-Roush

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Ladies Man

Story and Characters: https://www.furaffinity.net/user/roushfan5/ 

Artist: https://www.furaffinity.net/user/xchiseaxmargaritax

Jeremy stared at his phone speechless and slack jawed for several long moments before he remembered he was in public. On this embarrassing realization the horse hastily stuffed his phone into his pocket, hopefully before anyone in the bar could see the image that was onscreen. 

So that’s why you ditched me… Jeremy thought to himself, torn between annoyance and admiration. Little shit! He tossed back the rest of his drink and settled his tab before making his way to the door. The horse figured if he was gonna drink alone he might as well do so in his dorm room where it would cost him a hell of a lot less. 

Outside, in the cool night air, Jeremy pulled out his e-cig and the air filled with a watermelon scented cloud as he plodded along dejectedly. His mind continued churning, still reacting to the picture that Chris had sent. Even with his phone off it was all he could see. Jeremy and Chris had been friends with one another since middle school; drawn together by their mutual love of Nintendo, Spiderman, and both being totally alone on their first day of school. Chris, admittedly, had been the brains of the pair and probably the only reason Jeremy had made his way to college. Jeremy, meanwhile, had been the brawn of the two and had prevented the much smaller and weaker mouse from getting his ass kicked a number of times. Yet their friendship had often been a source of misery in the brawny stallion’s life: truth be told Jeremy wasn’t entirely sure if their friendship was out of fondness or convenience. The two could go days or even weeks without speaking, usually because Chris was angry over something stupid and petty. 

Jermey came to a sharp halt feeling suddenly defiant and pissed off. You know what? This is bullshit! The stallion declared to himself. Despite being halfway home Jeremy turned hoof and marched angrily in the opposite direction towards Chris’ apartment on the edge of campus.

As of late the biggest contention in Jeremy and Chris’ relationship was girls: despite what that might imply, neither of them were huge ladies men. Although not for lack of effort on Chris’ part. As long as Jeremy had known him the mouse had been making a fool of himself all in pursuit of women. This ranged from comical to embarrassing or even anger inducing, depending on Jeremy’s mood and how close to the fallout he was. Lately though Chris had inexplicably become quite successful in his efforts to get laid and now that his womanizing was successful it posed a new problem in their relationship: the mouse bailing on their plans. This was the fourth weekend in a row that Chris had bailed on him with little to no warning. Well, Jeremy decided, hell or high water that was going to stop. At this point he didn’t even care if it cost him their friendship.

The horse’s internal grumblings had carried him all the way to Chris’ apartment, which had been the subject of yet another previous argument between the two friends. Freshman and Sophomores were expected to live on campus, Juniors and Seniors on the other hand could choose to live off campus, if they wanted. Chris expected Jeremy to want to move in with him, but Jeremy  didn’t want the extra expense of an apartment: he’d taken out enough student loans as it was. Privately, he also worried he might have to kill Chris if he lived with him everyday! In turn Chris had responded by saying many nasty things about Jeremy, referring to him as a ‘pussy’ that never lived life to its fullest, thus solidifying Jeremy’ opinion that moving in with the mouse would be a horrible decision. That and the rickety staircase that he had to climb to reach the slum Chris’ landlord had the gall to call an apartment.  

As Jeremy climbed the stairs to Chris’ hovel he was in for another surprise. Two girls were just leaving, not just any ladies at that: but the two very sexy chicks that he recognized from the photo. It was strange to see them and know exactly what they looked like under their clothes. Both cats, ironically given Chris’ rodent nature. Each of the girls were beautiful, covered in what looked like very soft, sleek fur and long curly hair. The two blonde bombshells looked so similar that Jeremy very much suspected they could be twins. Despite himself Jeremy could again feel his unwilling admiration for his friend welling up inside him. The horse, while being much better at hiding it, was probably just as thirsty. He’d call it self restraint while his friend called it ‘being a pussy.’ 

Pussy was Chris’ favorite insult, another thing about his friend Jeremy found annoying.

However, as the two girls passed the stallion in the narrow hallway, Jeremy examined them not for their beauty but the perplexing look of confusion on their faces… almost as if they were drunk. But neither of them stumbled or seemed to have any great difficulty walking... something was causing the fur on the back of his neck to stand up. He wondered if he should just leave, after all he had more or less confirmed the picture was genuine, but he pushed those thoughts aside as unjustified paranoia. Afterall What danger could he really be in? 

He walked up to the apartment door and knocked on it sharpy. “Just a second!” Chris called, sounding slightly tipsy from the inside. Jeremy crossed his arms against his chest and tapped his hoof impatiently until finally the door opened. 

“Oh! Jeremy!” The mouse said in surprise, he hadn’t been expecting him to actually show up at his door. As he spoke the heavy, unmistakable scent of sex wafted through the door and hit the horse sqaure in the face, causing Jeremy’s eyes to widen in shock. Seeing his friend's reaction caused a self-satisfied smile to cross Chris’ face. “You saw ‘em right? Hot as fuck, right?”

“Yeah man… I guess.” Jeremy found himself distracted by the smell of sex difting in from the apartment and the half open robe that Chris was wearing. Luckily he couldn’t actually see anything! Flustered, the horse said nothing. Jeremy wanted to chew out his friend for abandoning their plans at the last minute, for the fourth weekend in a row for that matter! But now that the horse was standing there, stupidly, with no idea what to say.

“Hey man…” the mouse said as if he could read Jeremy’s thoughts. “I am sorry about tonight and all the nights before. But… man, it's tough to say no to beautiful women! But now that they are gone why don’t you come in and have yourself a drink?”

The last thing in the world Jeremy wanted to two was enter Chirs’ disgusting fuck den, but as much as he hated to admit it he was feeling a little lonely. Wondering what he’d done in life to get stuck with the mouse as his only friend and with a small resigned sigh he bent low to pass through the doorway into Chris’ apartment only to find it surprisingly clean. 

“Cleaned up your place huh?” He asked.

“Had to man with all these chicks coming over. Girls like a clean pad.”

“They dig the low budget Hugh Heffiner look too?” The horse asked, nodding towards the mouse’s cheap clean robe. Although, admittedly, it was hardly the worst thing he’d ever seen the mouse wear. 

“Ha!” Chris chortled in response, walking over to the kitchen where many different half drank liquor bottles stood waiting like noble soldiers. “No, this is for me. Trust me though, you should try a robe. It really will make you feel like a king.”

The mouse bustled around the kitchen grabbing vodka and cranberry juice while Jeremy watched out of boredom. As the horse watched though it almost seemed like Chris was nervous about something. He kept checking over his shoulder and seemed to be taking his time doing everything.  “Are you making a 7 course meal back there or what?” He asked while watching the mouse cut and squeeze a lime slower than anyone he’d ever seen before.

“No, but good news for you! I’ve had so many lady friends over lately I’ve gotten real good at making those lady drinks you like so much.” He teased his friend. “Hey, check out the back door would you? These two hotties from the 1st floor sometimes go skinny dipping around this time.” 

“Bullshit.” The horse scoffed, there hadn’t been water in the courtyard’s pool as long as Chris had been in this apartment. Still though... he couldn’t help himself and walk over the sliding glass door to see broken concrete, weeds, a scummy empty pool, and certainly no girl. 

“Ha, got you.” Chris said walking up behind Jeremy with a cosmo in his paw and handing it to the horse. “One pussy drink for the gentleman.”

“Oh thanks.” Jeremy responded with a sarcastic smile before taking a sip of his drink and frowning. It tasted extra strong tonight.

“Something wrong?”

Jeremy thought about bringing up how strong his drink was, but he knew the rodent would just use that as another opportunity to make fun of the horse and his prefered drinks. So instead he fought to keep a straight face and took another sip off the glass. “No. Tastes great!” He said. 

“Good, glad you’re enjoying it.” Chris smiled before taking a seat in his chair and taking a drink from his own whisky filled glass. 

Not wanting to be teased but not wanting to have to drink the disgusting pink beverage any longer than he had to, Jeremy took a seat and choked his Cosmopolitan down as fast as could. Meanwhile a long awkward silence that seemed to have become a trademark of their relationship filled the room until Jeremy realized he was sitting on something. He reachded  under his but and pulled out a pair of pink panties.  Jesus… he thought to himself in shock. He never thought he’d find a girl’s panties in his friend's living room. He really needed to “So… I’ve gotta ask. How do you do it man?” 

“How do I do what?”

“All these chicks… I mean until very recently you were 0 for a thousand.”

An ugly look crossed Chris’ face for a moment at Jeremy’s small dig, but it was quickly replaced by a beaming, almost sinister looking smile. “Do you really want me to show you?”

“Of course…” at first Jeremy was excited at the proposition of learning Chris’ lady killer secrets, but there was something about the leering look on his face that made him question how much he should actually trust the rodent.

“Alright then.” From his robe pocket Chris pulled out a small glass tube and tossed it towards Jeremy, who slopped a lot of his drink down his front trying to catch it. 

“The Ex-Y potion.” Jeremy read off the empty tube aloud. “The sex transfromation potion… what the hell is this Chris.”

The mouse’s leering smile suddenly became even more lecherous, causing the stallion to shrink back in his chair even though he was much stronger and tougher than the mouse. His heart started to race and he could feel his leg trembling, no matter how hard he tried to make it stay still. How in the hell could such a tiny little animal look so threatening?

“You’re going to find out in a moment.”

“Did you put this in my… in my drink!?” 

“Yes I did. You did ask to see my special little secret after all, well I’ve done you one better. Now you get to experience first hand.”

“What the hell is going to happen to me?” 

“Well, loathe though I am to give up a surprise.” Chris said with a hefty chortle. “It’s a lovely little potion online that turns men into women.”

“You’re bluffing…” Jeremy said, trying to convince himself more than anything.

“Am I? Looks to me you’re already starting to feel the effects!”

Sure enough already Jeremy could feel the effects of the potion begin to overwhelm his body. He felt very warm as the massive energy it took to transform a male’s body to a female’s body began to overcome him. His cock throbbed as hormones flooded his body, and he could feel his muscles twitching and spasming. It almost felt like his manhood was fighting back against the potion. But slowly the tent in his pants started to shrink and his shirt felt strangely tight across his chest as his budding breasts began to expand. 

“How the fuck does this help you! You think I’m going to sleep with you just because I’m a woman?” Jeremy asked, cringing as you noticed his voice already having gone up an octave. 

“Well, not because you’re a woman no. But thanks to some small changes I made to the potion? Yes.”

Jeremy, who’d been looking down as his ballooning breasts and expanding hips looked up to Chris nervously. “Changes?” He asked in a weak, nervous voice: wasn’t the change to his body enough? He could feel, with horror, his muscles shrinking, his waist slimming to enhance his hourglass figure, and the last of cock and balls retreating up and into his body.  He couldn’t help himself, with a trembling hand he reached into his shorts and started feeling around. Sure enough pussy lips had replaced his bait and tackle. “What kind of changes?” Jeremy asked, unable to let loose with a small whimper and moan. Meanwhile his other hand slowly traveled up to his breasts… he was shocked how good it felt to touch and rub them, especially when he toyed with his nipples poking through the tank top. If this was how masturbation as a girl felt it was a miracle they ever got anything done!

“Oh the kind that make sure you are properly submissive, weak, horny.” There was a glint to Chris' eye to match that obnoxious grin plastered against his short muzzle. Jeremy wanted to stand up and kick him in the chest with all his might but for some reason he just couldn’t bring himself to budge from his chair. “Yep… I can already see it now, thath fight dying from your eyes. Of course that was assuming it was ever there! The way I see it I’m doing you a favor, it’s not like your old body was ever much use… the way you wasted it like the gaint fucking pussy you are. Ha! Look at you, already playing with yourself!”

Jeremy quickly withdrew his hand from his pants, feeling greatly embarrased, but there was no hiding the obvious signs of arousal on his fingers. His new pussy wasn’t just wet, it was soaked. 

“No… don’t stop playing with yourself… you clearly need it.” 

At her master’s… No, don’t think that way! encouragement Jeremy’s small, femine hand returned to her shorts and began touching her breasts again. “Nice, aren’t they? I think you should thank your master for giving you such nice tits.”

“Thank you… Master.” 

“Good girl…” 

What the fuck is wrong with me!? Is this the potion? Or am I actually getting turned on by this freakshow!

“Why don’t you stand up for me bitch… let me see that new, sexy body of yours!”

Jeremy wanted to fight it but he could feel his body moving underneath him as if this sick bastard he’d foolishly called a friend for all these years had some sort of mind control on him. He could really feel the effects of the potion now: he was much shorter, his breasts were massive! And he could feel the weight of his new curves. He continued to touch them experimentally and was surprised at how good it felt through the fabric of his shirt.

“Dumb bitch… get that shirt off, let me see those tits.” 

“Yes Master.” Jeremy said, taking off her shirt without hesitation.“Nice.” Chirs said approvingly, smacking her new fat ass roughly, causing her to yelp in shock. “Very nice.” He suddenly grabbed the new girl by the shoulders and forced her roughly to the ground. 

“What the fuck master!” She cried out in a shocked voice, in with her new submissive state of mind she was distrubed just how much weaker she found herself compared to Chris. She wondered what kind of potions he’d used on himself.... 

“Don’t worry little girl.” He said with a big grin, letting his robe fall and exposing his naked body and the biggest cock that Jeremy had ever seen, not that he’d ever seen that many. “I’ve got something that will make it all bigger... after all potions can help out guys too…” 

Chris dropped to his knees and started crawling towards the nervous filly with a predatory glint to his eyes. “I’ve made you into a chick… now lay back and let me turn you into a woman!” 

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