Three days ago, I was in my apartment with this little freshman who had come by for help on her biology homework. We finished studying and, after a more than a few drinks and some intense foreplay, one thing led to another and I had her over my desk pounding her ass hard while she screamed in pleasure. Right when I climaxed and shot my load into her white ass my girlfriend walked in and started screaming her head off. I tried to calm her down, telling her I love her and I just really fucked up, but she really went off the handle on me.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing Dave! You think you can bang any little slut you come across and get away with it? She’s just your type, isn’t she – just another slutty bimbo to get your dick wet on. Well, this is the last straw – you’re going to pay for it this time!” She stormed out, which was actually a pretty bit relief given how long that bitch could rant for. To cool down, I took a rip off my bong and flipped on the tv, passing out about ten minutes afterward.
I didn’t wake up until 4pm the next afternoon, groggy and disorientated. I missed all three of my classes that day, but hey, I could use a day off. I walked to the fridge to get some eggs and saw a note on the door:
Hey sweetie,
I know you’ve been cheating on me for months now, but this is the final straw. You always took me for granted and I put up with it, but now I’m don’t with you. As a parting gift, I’m going to show you what it’s like to be on the other side of your dick. You know how I’ve been studying sex change in frogs? Well, last week I isolated the gene that allows them to change and since then I’ve been finding out all sorts of new uses for it. And guess what – you’re going to be my first subject! I found that little cunt you were pounding last night and managed to combine some of her DNA with the new gene I isolated. You know how you woke up late today? Well that’s because I drugged and injected you with my new serum. You should already be feeling a bit… different. Hope it was all worth it!
Emily
I stared aghast at the note, trying to think of what to do. I went to the internet to see what the hell she was talking about with those frog genes, but suddenly I felt an odd feeling on my chest. Looking down, I noticed with rising panic my nipples were massive, and my pecks were not nearly as defined as they usually were. My pajama pants, normally loose to the point of falling down, were snug against my behind, forcing my boxers up my ass. “What the fuck is going on, I yelled as I ran to the bathroom to look in the mirror. My face, usually so defined at the jawline, was softened, and I looked like I was at least a few inches shorter. Worst of all, when I pulled off all my clothes I saw that my penis, usually a good seven inches long, was only about 4inches now, and that’s rounding up. Stumbling backwards, I tripped over my newly dainty feet and hit my head hard on the doorframe behind me, blacking out before I even hit the floor.
I didn’t wake up again until this morning, lying on the hallway carpet and dressed in nothing but my socks. Looking up at the mirror, I could see I was now indistinguishable from the cute coed I’d been pounding a few days earlier, from the apple bottom ass to the peach fuzz covering my warm slit. Kneeling down on the floor I tried to think, but my head was all fuzzy and nothing was really making any sense. Crawling on my hands and knees into my room, I sat down next to my bed in a fog, distractedly stroking my new clit. Forgetting about what was going on, I really started getting into it, using first one finger, then two, all the while kneading my new C-cup breasts. Spotting a dildo I had used on the same coed a few days previous, I crawled over and fell on top of it, letting it penetrate my ass while I used my left hand to vigorously stroke my tight pussy. Moaning in ecstasy, the pressure built up inside me until I exploded in a pleasure that I didn’t even think existed. A little while later, lying on my ass on the carpet, I wondered what I was going to do now – and whether I was going to be stuck as this dainty, sex-starved nympho for the rest of my life. Letting it all hit me at once, I absently stared fingering my clit, letting the new waves of pleasure distract me from forming any thought whatsoever.
