My Bisexual Boyfriend

If you try turning into a girl to please your bisexual boyfriend, you might find that it has some... unexpected side effects.

After years of dating and failing, David finally found the boy of his dreams. Tyler. He was tall, broad-shouldered, slightly tan, and had brown, curly hair. His green eyes were like a forest one could get lost in. And the best part was that he belonged to David, and David alone.

There was, however, one issue; Tyler was bisexual, and David feared he’d leave him for a girl one day.

David was short, somewhat chubby, and had dirty blond hair. He felt as though he was miles out of Tyler’s league, and couldn’t help but notice both men and women stare at Tyler whenever they went to a bar.

Desperate to find a solution, David took to the internet, finding a relationship forum. He felt stupid expressing his frustrations, but at the same time, relieved he finally could talk about them.

“Hello everyone,

I am a guy, in a relationship with a bisexual guy. I’m not the sexiest man alive, and I worry about competition a lot – both from other men and women.

How can I make sure I please my boyfriend and have him stay with me?”

His message went ignored, aside from the occasional message telling him to suck it up and talk to his boyfriend. They called him insecure and whiny.

David was close to giving up when he received a private message from a strange account – but the message gave him hope.

“I have something that can make you please your man, no matter which mood he’s in.”

David couldn’t help it – desperate to solve the issue without having to talk to Tyler, he replied to the stranger.

“Please tell me more.”

“Not on the forum.”

The two exchanged e-mail addresses, and the stranger proceeded to explain they had a drink that would make David irresistible to Tyler. Every time they had sex would be perfect, no matter ‘which mood Tyler was in’.

Those words again. What did they mean by that?

David tried to ask, but the stranger gave no reply. He asked for David’s address, stating someone would come by to drop off the drink.

One drink would be enough, the stranger claimed.

David, suspecting he was being scammed by a weirdo praying on sexually insecure men, asked the stranger: “How much do you want for it?”

The stranger replied, “Nothing but a review from you after you’ve used it.”

This was enough for David to bite the bullet – he gave the stranger his address, and surprisingly enough, a knock at the door came within the hour.

When David opened the door, there was no one there – only a small, pink bottle.

‘Drink me’, it read, ‘And you’ll never dissatisfy your partner again’.

David hesitated briefly. The liquid seemed to… glow. And… pink? What was this, lemonade?

But then again – what could go wrong? Aside from the drink either not working at all – or being poison.

David decided to take the gamble. He would call Tyler to come over – he had a surprise for him. A sexy surprise.

Tyler’s response was positive.

“Hey, handsome…”

“Hey, David. What’s up?”

“Do you… have time for a little fun?”

“Is this a booty call?”

David chuckled. “Of course it is. When are you off from work? We can have dinner after… or before…”

“Would five work?”

David eyed the clock – five was in half an hour, meaning Tyler would be coming straight over.

“No problem at all.”

With the clock ticking and Tyler on his way, David took a deep breath and swallowed the contents of the small bottle.

He felt differently immediately – but perhaps it was nothing but a placebo effect. His opinion on his body changed; he felt sexy and confident, and would devour Tyler’s cock the moment he stepped through the door.

Little did David know that Tyler was in a ‘different mood’. Not that Tyler had any idea, either.

Tyler arrived, and David wasted no time – he threw himself in his boyfriend’s arms, passionately kissing him whilst dragging him to the bedroom.

“My, you’re eager,” Tyler said.

“I always am,” David panted.

The two began undressing each other – and that’s when David began to feel… different. His dick had previously been rock hard, but now… he couldn’t feel it.

Tyler and David both stared in surprise as the former took off the latter’s pants and boxers – revealing his shrinking penis.

“What the fuck?” Tyler said. “David, your dick…”

“I know…” David mumbled, his voice several octaves higher. “It’s…”

It shrunk rapidly, as did his balls – separating into two different folds of skin as the head of his penis disappeared in a newly opened hole in-between.

A strange sensation crawled up inside David, and it didn’t take him long to realise it was the same feeling as an erection, but on the inside of his body – he now had a vagina, and it was tightening with arousal.

“Fuck me, Tyler,” Danielle sighed. She took off her shirt, rubbing past her growing chest as she did. The shirt had gotten far too big at the waist, but the increasing size of his chest had caused it to start to fit poorly.

They continued to grow – D – E – F. Bras were going to be ridiculously expensive. Her dirty blond hair now reached all the way down to her ass crack, she felt, as she whipped her head back and moaned. She grabbed Tyler’s wrists, pressing his hands against her chest. His hands instinctively cupped her breasts, and the duo grinned at each other.

She was hornier than she’d ever felt as a man. She wanted him. Now.

Danielle was quick to rip off Tyler’s pants and began to ride him – thanking the kind stranger for the drink in her mind.

Tyler wasn’t sure how to feel – he’d fallen in love with David, a chubby man, and was now being ridden by a beautiful, curvy girl with thighs that could kill him if he tried eating her out.

He wondered if he’d ever see David again, but for now, Danielle was just as good to him.

The effects of the drink were just that – David would transform back and forth between a voluptuous woman and his chubby, now confident male self, depending on what Tyler wanted most deep down.

Surely, this would prove to be difficult if Tyler ever impregnated Danielle – but that was neither here nor there.

…Until three months later, and David began feeling nauseous one morning after a wild night as Danielle, only to find that something had changed.

Morning sickness.

He lifted his balls, finding a vaginal opening below them. Previously, he’d given the stranger a raving review about his drink, praising it into the heavens – he hadn’t considered needing to use protection or birth control whilst he fucked the living daylights out of Tyler as Danielle.

Now, this had happened – and there were some unwanted side-effects. Was the stranger aware of these?

David sent the stranger an e-mail, but no reply came – for months, he waited, as his belly continued to grow. The transformations continued, and so did the pregnancy, confusing many people – David quit his job before he began to show, but eventually, it became impossible to hide. A beer gut was different from a pregnant belly.

Upon discovering the pregnancy, Tyler had asked his boy-girlfriend to marry him, and David had no concerns that they would live a happy life – but after carrying a child for six months, he realised he wanted something different.

He once again reached out to the stranger – receiving a reply in minutes.

“I have a drink that can make that happen. But it won’t be reversible.”

Once again, within the hour, the drink arrived.

‘Drink me’.

Tyler held David’s hand as he gulped down the pink substance – this was a decision they’d made together.

His hips widened once more, the fat from his belly redistributing itself to his hips and boobs before generating more to fill up the rest.

His dick shrunk, and so did his balls – disappearing entirely this time, leaving only his vagina and uterus – with the baby patiently growing inside.

Danielle brushed her hair out of her face – it was good to be back. For good, this time. After she gave birth, she and Tyler would get married – and she’d explain everything to her family.

Little did she know, however, that to them, it would be like David had never existed. And soon, she would forget about it herself.

There was only Danielle.