"I can't believe I'm actually doing this," Stephen told himself as he stared at the pink pill in his hand. He had lost the bet and was now forced to pretend to be his roommate, Dillon's, girlfriend for an entire week. Knowing he had to honor the bet, he tossed the pill into the back of his throat and chased it with a gulp of water. He stood in front of a full-length mirror, naked, waiting for the changes to his body to take effect.
Immediately, he keeled over in pain as his gut tightened, losing a lot of the pudge he gained over the year from too many light beers. He grabbed at it with his hands, watching as they rapidly diminished in size, becoming delicate like that of a doll. Long red hair cascaded down his shoulders, momentarily blocking his vision as it did so. He brushed it over his smooth shoulders to allow him to see his cute face and wide blue eyes. A burbling in his chest had him staring in awe as fat built up behind his widened nipples. He groped his inflating tits, feeling them fill with warm flesh, and moaned in a dulcet tone. His ass, jealous of his new rack, began to grow. Meat packed onto his thighs and hips, pooling over the floor like slow-moving magma until each thigh rivaled his head in size. Finally, the thing he feared most happened. His erect dick began to shrink and he was forced to watch it diminish between his legs until it became a clit between a pair of moist lips. Without thinking, he touched his new sex and was blasted with a pleasure unlike any other. Soon, the new woman was on the floor furiously masturbating and screaming with pleasure.
"Knock knock," Dillon said as he entered Stephen's room, "I'm guessing it worked?" "Get out!" She screamed, covering herself with her sticky hands, "Just cuz I am pretending to be your girlfriend, that doesn't mean you can see me naked!" "Well, change of plans," He said, removing a coin on a string from his pocket, "I've decided I like you better as a girl." "What the hell do... you... think..." The girl said, her sentence lost to the abyss as she stared at the swinging coin. "I paid quite a bit for those pills, so don't blame me if I want to get my money's worth," Dillon said, still swinging the coin in front of the busty girl who was once his roommate.
"Now Stephanie, when I snap my fingers, I want you to act like the perfect girlfriend. Cooking, cleaning, and coitus, okay? Even a silly bimbo like you can remember the 3 C's, right?" Dillon told her. "Cooking... cleaning... coitus..." she replied like a zombie, her eyes never drifting. Dillon snapped, causing Stephanie to jump before smiling, "Hey baby, when did you get here?" "Doesn't matter, what does matter is that I've been itching to see you all day," Dillon replied, unzipping his pants. "Well, who am I to let my poor baby go unsatisfied," she replied, eyeing the pitched tent in his boxers.
She pulled his cock free, her mouth watering at just the thought of his sweet seed. She couldn't resist any longer, she jumped at him, wrapping her pillowy cock sleeve lips around his dick, sucking it as if her life depended on it. She worked her tongue around his shaft, tickling and stroking it, enjoying every drop of precum that Dillon leaked. She let her breasts sway freely as she bobbed on his cock, knowing that he liked to see them jiggle. Dillon grabbed the back of her head and pushed his penis deeper down her throat as he grunted, blasting his semen down her esophagus and into her gut. She kept going, undeterred and determined to milk him over every last gram.
She finally leaned back, licking her lips as Dillon pulled another pill from his pocket. "What's that?" She said, staring at the capsule that looked vaguely familiar. "Don't talk back," Dillon snapped, startling her with his ferocity, "Just take it." Stephanie, trusting and all too innocent gulped down the pill, not caring what it did. Dillon could only smile as she took it, knowing that Stephanie was here to stay.
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