Days (tg, mast, m/f, f/f)
Day 1:

	I woke up on a day, like any other.  I had no idea what was
about to happen to me.  I reached down to my cock, erect as it always
was first thing in the morning, and began to stroke it.  There was
nothing to suggest that this day was out of the ordinary.

	As my hand pumped faster and faster on my shaft, my hips began
to rock back and forth and I neared orgasm.  Grunting loudly, I could
feel myself begin to cum.  Suddenly, I felt a sensation I had never
experienced before.  It was an orgasm, but it spread out from my
crotch and seemed to envelop my whole body.  It felt better than
anything I'd ever felt before.

	My hand speeded up on my dick, pumping for all I was worth.
This strange orgasm seemed to go on for much longer than usual, and
then I sprayed a huge load of cum up into the air and all over my
chest and stomach.

	I got up and got some tissues to wipe myself off.  As I passed
my stomach and worked my way up to my chest, I noticed a strange
soreness under my nipples.  It felt like there was a hard little ball
there, and it ached slightly as I touched it.  I paid it no mind,
eager to masturbate again.

	I wanted to see if I could reproduce the amazing sensation I
had just experienced, so I started to jack myself off again.  In the
back of my mind, I was amazed that I was ready again so soon; usually
it took me a half-hour or so before I could work up enough interest to
have another go at it.  However, my hand's quick rubbing of my cock
brought me back to orgasm again in record time, and once again the
climax seemed to envelop my entire body.

	I was amazed at the sensation, even as I rose again to wipe
the second load of cum from my torso.  As I wiped my chest again, I
could feel that it was even more sensitive.  My nipples were hard,
even though it was a warm day, and they seemed to ache to the touch.
The hard lumps below them seemed, if anything, bigger.

	I put it out of my head.  It was certainly no big deal; not
like I was growing breasts or anything.  These orgasms were something
else, though.  As I leisurely got up and grabbed the mail from
underneath the slot in the door, I could think of little else.  I had
a long weekend ahead of me with nothing to do, and I was suddenly
looking forward to it.

	I glanced over my mail as I ate breakfast.  Among the normal
complement of bills and junk mail was a letter, unstamped, that
appeared to have been slipped through my door by hand.  I opened and
read it:

Dear Sir, You have been selected.  You have probably already noticed
the effects.  More explanation will follow.

	It was unsigned.

	As you might expect, I was quite puzzled by this letter.  The
only thing out of the ordinary today had been two amazing orgasms and
a sore feeling in my chest, but this could hardly be what the letter
referred to as "the effects."  I figured it was just some gag letter
from some crackpot, and decided to ignore it.

	As I sat down on the couch, my hardon popped through the
elastic of my boxers.  I slid my shorts down to my knees as I checked
to make sure the shades were pulled, and I proceeded to get myself off
again.  When I reached my orgasm, it was as all-encompassing and
intense as the other two had been, and once again I sprayed all over
myself.

	As I was washing up, I once again was unnerved by the growing
ache in my chest.  The hard lump under my nipple didn't seem as hard,
but it was definitely bigger this time.  As I stood sideways and
looked at myself in the mirror, I imagined I could almost see the
difference.

	I started to wonder if the strange orgasms I was having could
be in any way tied to the aching under my nipples.  I resolved not to
masturbate again.

	My resolution lasted almost twenty minutes.  I didn't intend
to start, but I suddenly found myself stroking my cock and moaning
with pleasure.  That itself was strange; I wasn't usually so vocal
when aroused.  I reasoned to myself that even if there was a
connection, one more orgasm wouldn't make a difference, and it felt so
good that I really couldn't resist.  Once more I sprayed myself with
more cum than I should have had left.

	Examining myself in front of the mirror afterwards, I could
not ignore what my eyes showed me.  My chest was now supporting what
appeared to be a pair of very small, budding breasts.  Needless to
say, I was somewhat shocked.

	I returned to my room and sat down heavily on the bed to think
about this.  As I thought, I realized that my hand had snaked its way
back down to my crotch and was busily stroking my rock hard dick.
Almost as soon as I became aware of it, I was climaxing again.

	I felt my chest, slippery with my own cum.  It felt bigger.
These breasts...MY breasts...were getting bigger each time I
masturbated.

	I couldn't stop.  I tried, but it happened without my willing
it.  I masturbated almost constantly throughout the day, spending the
rest of my time in recriminations against myself and oaths not to do
it again.  But somehow, I always seemed to lose control when it
mattered and jerk myself off again.

	The damning thing about it was that, even though I knew I had
to stop and I hated it while it was happening, it continued to feel so
amazingly good.  These orgasms were like a drug; I had become addicted
and now I was doing whatever it took to get them, regardless of the
obvious consequences.

	I wondered as I masturbated, and as my tits continued to grow,
"how can this be happening?"  It dawned on my at once that the strange
letter must have something to do with it.  I didn't see how that
knowledge helped me, though, and my train of thought was soon
interrupted by another mind-wrenching orgasm.

	By two in the afternoon, I could no longer ignore the tits
that now hung from my chest.  Even when I couldn't see them, I could
feel their weight whenever I moved.  I had begun to notice other
changes as well.  I seemed to be getting shorter, as well as smaller.
My arms didn't seem to be as thick or as strong as they had been this
morning.  When I looked in the mirror, I noticed that my hair seemed
longer and shaggier, as well as lighter, and my face looked different.
My lips seemed fuller, my eyes larger and my nose smaller.

	By far the most obvious change (other than my rapidly growing
breasts) was in my hips and ass.  As the day progressed, my hips
widened even as my waist thinned, and my ass became fuller and began
to protrude more.  I saw all of this in the mirror, examining myself
with amazement and disgust between fits of uncontrollable horniness.

	By the evening, I was sitting naked on my couch, absently
rubbing my dick.  The shaft protruded from a patch of pubic hair that
was very sparse; practically non-existent.  It had thinned to almost
nothing while the rest of my body hair, including my beard,
disappeared completely.  My body, except for my dick, was totally
hairless and looked totally feminine.  My height had dropped all the
way to five feet, two inches.  My ass was a full half circle, my hips
were wide, and my tits were still growing.  My last girlfriend had had
C-cup breasts, and mine now looked to be about the same size.

	As I caressed and stroked the last remainder of my manhood, I
suddenly realized what I was fantasizing about.  This morning I had
been thinking about fucking beautiful, large-breasted women, but now I
was envisioning sucking and being fucked by a huge dick.  I was
disgusted by it, but at the same time my nipples got harder and I
could feel my orgasm gain momentum.  I tried to stop myself, but I was
unable.  As my right hand continued to stroke my cock, my left slipped
past my balls.  I spread my legs wider to give myself access and then,
without any clear idea of what I was doing (I had certainly never done
this before,) I inserted my middle finger slowly up into my asshole.

	Both hands were well lubricated by now with my own cum; I had
stopped bothering to clean up after myself about halfway through the
afternoon.  My ass was tight, but as slippery as my finger was, it
slipped into me fairly easily.  I was amazed at the sensation.  I
could feel it penetrating my now-shapely ass, and while part of me
abhorred the idea, most of me found it amazingly pleasurable.  I began
to slowly stroke the finger in and out of my asshole, moaning louder
now with my approaching orgasm, and I found myself wishing I had more
hands so that I could caress my new breasts at the same time.

	I finally reached orgasm and shot hot cum all over my belly
and tits for what seemed like the hundredth time, and then I laid
back, exhausted.  I could feel sleep coming for me, but I suddenly
heard something slip through the mail slot in the next room.

	I rushed into the front room to find an envelope on the floor.
I picked it up and opened it, reading the note which read:

	There is a package for you outside the door.

	After checking through the peephole, I opened the door just
enough to reach through it and snatch the box that lay on the other
side.  It had another note taped to it, which read:

	More should be apparent now.  Enjoy the gift.  More changes
will occur tomorrow.

	I opened the box and removed the packing material to find a
six-inch dildo.  Disgusted, I decided that I had had enough, and I
went to bed.

Day 2:

	I got up again, slowly.  It was one of those days where you
awake so gradually that you wake yourself up by masturbating.  As
usual, I was horny as hell first thing, and my hand was pumping back
and forth on my cock even before I had opened my eyes.

	I thought to myself, "wow, what a strange dream."  Then I
rolled slightly to the side and felt something shift on my chest, and
I realized that it wasn't a dream.  My eyes popped open and I sat up
straight in my bed.  I looked down at myself to see my cock, as I
continued to jerk it off uncontrollably, jutting from my now nearly
hairless crotch.  My hips were wide and femininely rounded, and to
even see my cock I had to stare between two quite respectably sized
tits.

	Suddenly, all that had happened yesterday returned to me.  I
knew that I had to stop this somehow, but my hand in my lap continued
to jerk off my dick.  Like yesterday, images of naked men with huge
cocks began to appear in my mind, and my own dick hardened even more
in response.  I pictured myself kneeling and sucking those cocks,
taking them all the way into my slippery mouth.

	In my fantasy, I had a pussy in my crotch instead of a dick,
and the cocks that I had been sucking soon moved down to that region.
I could feel them entering me there; I could feel my cunt stretching
to accommodate them.  In my fantasy, I was still kneeling, sucking a
cock with another pumping in and out of my pussy.

	As these thoughts rushed through my head, I could feel my left
hand moving up over my stomach to caress and pull on my breasts.  The
feeling of touching my breasts, brushing up against and tugging on my
nipples, drove me wild.  I was nearing orgasm, but I wanted to be
penetrated like I was in my fantasy.  I reached down to my crotch,
feeling the few sparse hairs that remained around the base of my dick,
and lubricated my fingers with the pre-cum that was oozing freely from
my dick.  Then, I slid my hand past my dick and scrotum and again
pressed my finger up against the entrance to my ass.

	Penetrating my rear opening was much easier than it had been
last night.  My finger slid into me almost to the second knuckle right
away, and within a few strokes I was working it in and out of my ass
as fast as I was stroking my dick.  It felt wonderful.  Before long, I
had sprayed myself with my first cum load of the day.

	Immediately after I came, I was horny again.  My dick never
even wilted.  I rolled over to the edge of the bed, feeling my tits
shift on my chest and then squashing them beneath me as I laid on my
stomach and reached for the box I had received last night.

	When I had received the dildo, I was disgusted by the thought
of using it on myself.  I was still disgusted, but I was powerless to
resist.  Fingering my asshole felt so good that I had to try inserting
something more substantial.  I tried to stop myself, but to no avail.

	My asshole was still well lubricated, but this dildo was quite
a bit thicker than my middle finger, so I must admit that it hurt just
a bit going up into my ass.  I just kept at it, unable to stop myself.
With my right hand, I was masturbating furiously, and my left hand was
pushing this dildo slowly but relentlessly up into my ass.  I could
feel my new tits jiggling as I rolled back and forth on the bed.

	When I finally had the plastic dick inserted all the way into
my ass and was holding on to it just by the tip, I felt a switch
there.  I flipped it, and the dildo started to vibrate in my tail.  I
thrashed around on the bed even more, my tits whipping back and forth
on my chest, and my right hand on my cock speeding up even more.  I
couldn't control myself; I came almost immediately.

	This continued throughout the morning, with only a short break
while I had breakfast, and another to shower, which ended in another
masturbation session.  I was appalled at what was happening to me, but
I was powerless to help myself.  I resolved not to masturbate anymore,
but my body acted as if it had a mind of it's own.  I truly couldn't
stop myself.

	In any case, the damage was already done.  As I got out of the
shower, I looked at myself in the mirror.  I was unrecognizable.  My
face seemed all pouty lips and big blue eyes, my hair had grown all
the way to my shoulders and lightened to a dirty blonde color, and my
body was the worst of all.  Except for the cock standing at attention
from between my legs, there was nothing left to show I was a man.

	My tits, in particular, were worrying me.  The night before, I
had compared them to the breasts of my last girlfriend, which had been
C-cup sized.  They had continued to inflate with each orgasm though,
and had passed up that size already.  They were really starting to get
quite large, and I could feel them swaying as I moved around.  Even
lying on my back, I could feel their weight on my chest.

	By noon, I was lying on the couch masturbating again.  The
vibrator was buzzing away in my ass and my hand was pumping my cock.
I was enjoying both sensations, but I could feel that my breasts were
really aching to be touched.  To my surprise, the hand that seemed to
move up to them of it's own accord was my right.  My left hand stayed
where it was, pushing the vibrating dildo in and out of my ass.

	Surprisingly, I felt no lack of sensation without a hand
stroking my cock.  The dildo pumping my ass kept me moving steadily
towards another climax, and my other hand was now free to manipulate
my breasts.  I tugged on the nipples and lightly brushed my palm over
them, and I grasped my breasts and pulled on them as I neared orgasm.
My hand was drenched with cum from jacking off my cock for hours, and
I slathered it onto my breasts.  My tits were, of course, already
quite lubricated with cum that had been shooting onto them from my
dick.  The slick, slimy feel of my hands sliding over my tits brought
my orgasm ever nearer.  It came, and I writhed on the bed, shooting
more cum up onto my chest.

	I continued to masturbate like this for the rest of the day.
In an hour, I noticed that my dick, while still rock hard and spurting
cum at ten-minute intervals, didn't seem so long any more.  In another
hour I was sure of it.  While my tits and ass continued to grow, my
dick was gradually shrinking.

	Once again, I tried to stop myself, but it was no use.  It
felt so good to penetrate my ass and grope my own tits that I couldn't
avoid it.  Over the next few hours I lost track of time, engrossed as
I was in the constant feelings of fucking my ass and tugging on my
breasts.  The next time I looked down at my dick, it was only about an
inch long, and now completely hairless.

	I wrenched my hand away from my breast to touch my dick,
inquisitively.  It still felt good.  My hand snaked its way back up to
my chest, and I began to play with my tits again, but my eyes remained
focused on the tiny hardon jutting nakedly up from my crotch.

	Once again, I tried to stop.  I had to preserve the last
remnant of my manhood.  But I was truly powerless; I was so horny, and
the orgasms felt so good, that I couldn't resist for long, and soon I
was again dildoing my ass while I tugged and stroked my tits.

	The process continued.  With each successive orgasm, I shot
another load of cum up onto myself, and I could feel and see my tits
and ass getting bigger, and my dick getting smaller.  As I watched, it
wasted away to a little nub the size of a pea, and began to be
enveloped by skin growing up around it.  Slowly, orgasm by orgasm, a
little hood of flesh grew up to cover what once had been my cock.  I
could see a narrow slit forming beneath it, and lips growing to either
side.  As I grabbed my own tits and fucked my own asshole, I was
gradually growing a pussy.

	Admittedly, it happened very slowly.  It was probably five
o'clock in the afternoon by the time I was completely a woman.  My
dick had shrunk down and become what was now my clit, and the space
below it, which had once been my balls, was now taken up by a long,
wet slit flanked by two pussy lips.  My mound, like my dick had been
at the very end, was entirely bald.

	I abhorred what had happened to me, but I couldn't help but be
a little bit curious.  What would it feel like to touch my new pussy?
I had been greatly enjoying the feeling of penetration in my ass;
would it feel as good in my cunt?  My right hand left its position
pushing the dildo into my ass and moved up to stroke at my pussy.  I
drew it along the inner lips, feeling the moisture that soaked my
snatch.  I was still as horny as I had been for the last two days,
despite all of my masturbating.  As I reached the top of my slit, I
brushed up against my clit, bringing it out of its little hood.  A
shiver ran over my entire body, and my other hand clamped down hard on
my breast.  That felt good!

	I continued to work on my pussy, alternating attention
directly to the clit with long, sweeping strokes up and down the
entire length of my slit.  I was only teasing myself, however.  The
main course had yet to come.

	Finally, I could stand it no longer.  I had to be penetrated.
I slipped the middle finger of my hand to my opening and pushed it
inside of me.  It felt wonderful!  Immediately, I needed more.  I
pushed two fingers into my cunt, trying to get them in as far as
possible.  I stroked them in and out of my pussy while my other hand
grabbed roughly at my breasts.  The feelings I had been getting for
the last two days by masturbating my cock were nothing compared to
this!

	In no time, I began to orgasm.  For the first time, I didn't
shoot any cum onto myself, but the climax was by no means weaker.  It
seemed to come and go in waves.  I was amazed at how long it lasted.

	I laid there, satiated, for a while.  After a few minutes, I
got up and went to the bathroom to clean most of a day's worth of cum
from my chest.  As I walked, I could feel the wide arc my hips moved
in, and the swaying of my tits as I moved.  When I was clean, I looked
at myself in the mirror.  What I saw was amazing.  If the girl in the
mirror hadn't been me, I would have wanted to fuck her.  My tits, in
particular, were a shock.  I had once dated a girl who had gigantic
DD-cup breasts.  Mine were now easily the size hers had been, but my
frame was smaller and thinner, which made them appear even larger.  My
tits were also much more round and firm, and rode much higher on my
chest.

>From the bathroom, I walked (naked, of course.  I had been naked
>since I started masturbating the morning before, and I certainly
>didn't have any clothes that would fit me now) out into the front
>room and stopped, in shock.  There was a package lying on the floor
>just inside the door.

	I didn't know how someone had gotten the door open, but I bent
down to open the package.  I could feel my now gigantic breasts
hanging down from my chest and jiggling as I bent over.  I opened the
note on the package first.  It said:

	You are now completely in my power.  Your transformation is
complete, and no more changes will occur except in a specific
circumstance, which you will discover later.  Instructions will follow
tomorrow, but for now, enjoy this second gift.

	I then opened the package to find a gigantic dildo molded in
the shape of a realistic dick, complete with balls.  It was at least
ten inches long, and thicker than any cock I had ever seen.

	Immediately, I reacted to it.  I couldn't take my eyes off of
it.  I could feel my crotch getting warm and my pussy wetting itself.
My nipples suddenly became so hard that they ached.  I didn't want to,
but I was completely enthralled by this rubber monster, so I reached
down and got it out of the box.  I went back to my bed and prepared to
be fucked.

	With the rubber dick in one hand, I laid back on the bed and
spread my legs to their widest.  I could feel the lips of my pussy
pulling wide apart as my titties shifted on my chest.  I positioned
the dildo at the entrance to my pussy and moved it back and forth, not
inserting it, but only lubing the tip against my drenched cunt.

	I tried desperately to stop.  This, I thought, was the final
degradation.  Not only had I been transformed, I don't know how, into
a woman, but now this.  The rubber cock fascinated me in the way that
birds are said to be entranced by snakes.  I wanted to spare myself
this humiliation, but at the same time I had some idea of how good it
would feel to be penetrated by this huge shaft.  Predictably, my
libido won out over my pride.

	My mind made up, I plunged the dildo into my pussy in one
stroke, impaling myself upon the shaft and filling my hole completely.
I gasped in shock at the sensation.  I could feel my cunt stretching
to accept this huge intruder into my body.  It hurt, but at the same
time it felt so good.  I continued to stroke it in and out of my pussy
until I reached another orgasm.  I thrashed around on the bed, my tits
leaping around on my chest, in the throes of another climax.  This one
was even better than the last, but I didn't stop when it was over.  I
kept going, building towards another orgasm.

	As I worked this dildo in and out of my new cunt, my thoughts
began to wander again.  My mind was filled with images of naked men
with enormous erections, presenting them for my use.  I realized how
disgusting these fantasies were, but I couldn't get the images out of
my mind.  I pretended that the giant dick plowing in and out of me was
a real dick, connected to a real man.  I fantasized about dropping to
my knees and enveloping dicks in my mouth, sucking them completely
down.  In my mind, I knelt and sucked cocks, I stroked them off by
hand, I felt them fucking me in my pussy, in my ass, between my tits.
I was assaulted by them, penetrating me everywhere at once.  I was
completely fixated on dicks.  

I masturbated continuously for at least two hours, letting orgasm
after orgasm wash over my body as I fucked myself with a rubber dick.
After a while, I inserted my smaller vibrator into my ass and turned
it on, but I just left it there so that I could play with my tits with
my free hand.  Eventually, I passed out.

Day 3:

	I woke the next morning, again expecting this all to be some
strange nightmare.  I was horny, as always, but when my hand snaked
down to my crotch to start the day right, I could feel my heavy
breasts shifting on my chest and when I reached my destination, I
found no cock, only a smooth cunt.  It was already wet, however, so I
stroked my index finger back and forth across my clit for a while, and
then inserted it into my hole.

	It felt good to have something in my pussy, but I wanted my
ass filled at the same time, so I rolled over onto my side, still
fingering my snatch.  I could feel my gigantic tits shift and roll off
to the side as I turned.  Then, with my free hand, I reached back over
my hip, spread my ass cheeks, and started to insert a finger into my
back door.

	My pussy had gotten extremely soaked before I even woke up,
and a good deal of the juice had run down into my ass crack, so I was
well-lubricated enough to penetrate my ass without too much trouble.
I felt caught between my two hands, tugging up on my ass and pussy
holes.  I bore down on my fingers, cramming them deeper inside me,
until I came.

	In what had come to be the familiar course of events, I was
immediately horny again.  I rolled onto my stomach, feeling my tits
squash up against my chest and my nipples rub against the fabric of
the sheets.  Even that small sensation turned me on enormously.  I
reached over the side of the bed, and retrieved what I had been
searching for: my two new toys.  I stayed on my stomach, crushing my
rock-hard nipples up against the sheets, and hiked my ass up into the
air.  I don't know why, but I suddenly wanted an assfuck like I had
never wanted anything before in my life.

	Reaching behind me, I rubbed my hand along my ass crack to
relax the muscles and rub in the lubrication.  My hand brushing
against the entrance to my ass was getting me hot, so it wasn't long
before I took the six-inch vibrator and pushed it slowly up into my
ass.  I could feel my ass walls parting easily to let it into my
well-lubed assbud.  In the first stroke, I had it all the way up my
ass.  I started to pump it in and out.

	It almost felt too easy.  I had actually kind of enjoyed the
stretching sensation I had experienced when getting my ass fucked
before.  Now, it was stretched out enough to accept the vibrator
easily.  I pumped it in and out, but I could barely feel it.

	I knew I had another option, though.  I removed the vibrator,
and reached for the other dildo.  This one was ten inches long, and at
least twice as thick as the smaller tool.  I hesitated for a moment.
Not only was this one perhaps too big whereas the other had been too
small, but it was also alarmingly realistic.  With its veiny plastic
surface and its molded balls, it almost looked like a real dick.
Putting that in my ass still disgusted me, but I was amazingly aroused
by the idea at the same time.

	I never really had a choice, so I relaxed somewhat to the
inevitable, and positioned the fake cock at my rear entrance.  I
pushed it up slowly into my butt. 

 I had wanted to feel my ass being stretched, but this was a bit too
much.  It felt like I could feel every molded vein as it slid up into
me.  My ass stretched until it hurt, and the dildo still wasn't more
than half way in.  I refused to stop, though.  It hurt, but at the
same time it felt amazingly good.

I pressed the fake dick up into myself, imagining that I was receiving
a buttfuck from a real man.  I pushed so hard against my ass that I
drove myself forward, and I could feel the fabric of the sheets
teasing my erect nipples.  I felt the need to suck on something, and I
brought my free hand up to my mouth so that I could suck on the
fingers.  I pumped my own butt faster and faster until I began to cum.
I came so hard that I bit into my hand hard enough to leave red marks.

I spent the morning masturbating with my new toys.  Even when I wasn't
actively masturbating, I was absently feeling up my tits.  At one or
so in the afternoon, I took a shower to wash the morning's sweat and
pussy juice away.  I could see from my reflection in the mirror that
at least my tits hadn't grown any more.  I fingered myself twice in
the shower, and then got out and dried off, coming out of the bathroom
only to find another package on the front room floor.

As usual, this one had a note.  It said:

You'll need these if you're going to go out and find a man to fuck
you.

I opened the box to find a bra, panties, a pair of jeans, a T-shirt,
and a pair of women's shoes.  The bra took a little while to get on,
but it held my already buoyant breasts even higher up on my chest.
They didn't swing around as much with it on.  The panties were a
thong-style that ran up the crack of my ass and rubbed against my
asshole, which gave me a warm little feeling there.  The jeans and
shirt fit well, if a little baggily, and the shoes were a perfect fit.

I suddenly realized what I was about to do.  I couldn't believe it.
How could I be seriously considering having sex with a man?  The idea
of it made me want to throw up.  I berated myself constantly, but my
feet moved towards the door of their own accord.

Once on the street, I was acutely aware of my new body.  My hips swung
in a wide arc, my ass moved back and forth, and my tits were so big
that they jiggled even snugly contained in the bra.  It didn't take
long for a man to come up and match my stride, making conversation
with me.

Inside, I was screaming at myself, but I felt my tongue lick my lips
as I smiled in all the right places.  Before I knew it, I was back at
his place, being rushed into the bedroom and divested of my clothes.

He stripped me down to bra and panties.  "On your knees," he said.  I
could do nothing but comply.  As I kneeled, he removed the last of his
own clothing and stood naked before me.  I couldn't take my eyes off
his cock.  It was standing erect from the middle of a bushy patch of
pubic hair, and it was fully as big as the gigantic dildo I had left
at home.  It bobbed up and down slightly as he breathed.  Nothing else
seemed to exist.  My nipples got harder than they ever had been
before, and my pussy was soaking through the fabric of my panties.

"Suck me, bitch," he commanded.  I grasped his massive tool and slowly
brought it to my lips.  I licked the tip of it, afraid to try to take
it into my mouth.  Without warning, he grasped my head with both hands
and forced himself into my throat.  With my new body, I was powerless
to resist.  His dick filled my mouth and stretched my throat, but I
tried as hard as I could to get it all down.  It was an impossible
task, but I tried anyway.  I rolled his dick around in my mouth,
rubbing it with my tongue.

I felt him move to a chair, and I followed, never releasing his cock
from my mouth.  He sat, and I kneeled on hands and knees in front of
him.  I felt his hands at the catch to my bra, and it suddenly
released, allowing my tits to hang freely and sway from side to side
as he continued to fuck my face.  After a few minutes of this, I felt
him tense and heard him begin to grunt.  I took the head of his cock
into my mouth and rubbed it with my tongue, stoking the shaft with my
hands.  He grunted once more, loudly, and shot a jet of cum down my
throat.

I can't say much for the taste of cum, but it seemed to satisfy a need
way down deep in my stomach that I hadn't even known I had.  I sucked
his cock for more.  I licked it clean.  After a minute or two, he
began to get hard again, and he pushed me back onto the bed.

I peeled my soaking panties off and threw them into a corner.  I
spread my legs as he moved between them.  I could feel his dick
rubbing at the entrance to my hairless cunt.  He was already
lubricated, and in any case I was so wet that my pussy juice had
flowed halfway down my thighs.  He entered me suddenly, filling me
completely on the first stroke.  His dick had to be even bigger than
my dildo.  I felt like he was going to split me in half.  My cunt was
stretched and straining to take in all of his enormous cock.  He
pumped it quickly in and out of me, fucking me roughly, but that was
exactly what I wanted.  I needed it now.  It hurt, but it felt
wonderful.  I came again and again.  I couldn't control myself.  I
screamed in ecstasy, whipping my head back and forth and feeling my
tits move around as if they had a life of their own.  Eventually, he
came into me, and I could feel all the hot, sticky cum filling my
pussy.

Before I knew what was happening, his dick was at my lips again.  He
shoved it roughly down my throat, and I opened my mouth to accommodate
him.  At first, he was almost completely limp, but as I rolled his
soft cock around in my mouth, suckling at it and massaging it with my
tongue, I felt it begin to harden.  As soon as it was completely
erect, he pulled it out of my mouth.  I tried to keep hold of it, but
he pushed me away.

My eyes were shut, but I could feel him grip my by the hips and turn
me over onto my stomach.  I felt his weight on me from behind,
squashing my tits painfully under my chest.  He reached down to grab
his dick, and I could feel him working it back and forth in my ass
crack.  He found the entrance to my asshole, and started to push his
cock inside of me.

I moaned, not from pleasure, but from pain.  His dick stretched my
already-sore asshole farther than it was ever meant to go.  He buried
his cock up in me, forcing it all the way into my back door without
mercy.  As he stroked it in and out, the pain gradually began to
recede and just as slowly was replaced by pleasure.  Now, instead of
pleading with him to stop, I was begging him to fuck my ass deeper.  I
felt him, fucking me as deep and as hard as he could, slapping my ass
cheeks, and it made he hornier.  I reached a hand down between my legs
to play with my pussy.

As his cock continued to assault my asshole, I massaged my clit.  I
could feel my tits smashed down onto the bed, grinding my nipples
against the sticky sheets, and I worked on my pussy all the harder.
As he assfucked me, I began to cum again and again.  I had never felt
ecstasy like this.

All day long I stayed in his house.  He fucked me repeatedly, in ever
position imaginable.  He was never gentle, but all I wanted was the
act.  I needed it with an animal ferocity that I had never known
before.  He passed out at about nine o'clock PM, and I started to get
dressed to return home.

I found my panties bunched up in the corner, and pulled them on with
some difficulty, but the real surprise came when I tried to put on my
bra.  I fastened it around my waist, but as I tried to pull it up onto
my tits, I realized there was no way they were going to fit back into
those cups.  I took it off and loosened the straps as much as they'd
go, but I still couldn't get my tits into it.  It seemed that, though
they had stopped growing when I masturbated, they now grew when I
fucked a man.

There was nothing I could do about it now.  I put my jeans and T-shirt
back on, finding that both of them were now very tight.  My hips and
ass must have grown along with my tits.  The tits themselves, still
riding high on my chest, strained against the T-shirt, my erect
nipples showing clearly through the fabric.  They were nearly the size
of bowling balls.

I walked quickly home, trying to avoid notice in the rapidly failing
light.  When I reached my house, I went inside to find another package
in the middle of the floor.  This one had no note, but when I opened
it, contained another set of underwear: an even skimpier thong and a
bra marked as size F.

I threw them aside in disgust, heading for the bedroom.  Along the
way, though, I picked up the dildo and vibrator.  I fucked myself in
the pussy and ass until I fell asleep.

Day 4:

	I woke up masturbating.  To tell the truth, I was quite tired
of this.  I had passed beyond shock, disgust, and despair, and now I
was just bored with constant sex.  My new body's needs were more than
I could resist, though, so I kept on masturbating.

	I started fucking myself with the dildos before I was even
completely awake.  I had fallen asleep with them still in my pussy and
ass the night before (that can't be good for you) and my roving hand
found them there as I was awaking, so I just went to work.

	I masturbated for a long time, ramming the plastic dicks in
and out of me, without cumming.  I took my hand away from the dildo in
my ass and started rubbing my giant tits with it, but it was no use.
It felt wonderful, but I just wasn't reaching orgasm.

	I started to think of the things that I had done the afternoon
before, with that man whose name I didn't even know.  I had cum more
from his attentions to my body than I ever had before.  I knew what I
needed.  I needed to be fucked.  I shocked myself again with this
realization, but my new body had it's own desires, and what I desired
right now was a big dick filling me up.

	I got up and showered, so horny that my pussy wouldn't stop
flowing and my nipples ached.  I fingered my pussy and ass almost
constantly through the shower, letting the hot water run all over my
huge breasts, but I still couldn't cum.  I had never been this
frustrated before in my life.

	I got out of the shower and put on the only clothes I had that
would fit me now.  The panties were so tight on my expanding hips that
the thong felt like it was stretched as thin as dental floss.  It was
TIGHT up against my asshole.  The F-cup bra was, believe it or not,
tight.  It suddenly occurred to me that if I did what I was intending
and got some strange man to fuck me, they would get even bigger.  I
didn't care.  I needed a fuck; I needed cum, right now!

	After putting on my jeans and T-shirt, both entirely too
tight, I left to find some sex.  At the corner liquor store I saw a
group of five guys, who looked as if they had partied all night and
were still going, come out with a bag full of beer cases.  I went up
to them and brazenly struck up a conversation, shocked inside that I
was actually hitting on guys.  Within minutes, I was invited back to
their place to continue their party.

	I don't know what they expected, but I can say for sure that
they got more partying than they bargained for.  As soon as I was in
the house, I started stripping off my clothes.  I needed cum, NOW!  I
suddenly realized that this was what I was after even more than a
fucking; I was hungry for cum.

	As I was stripping, the guys looked at each other as if they
weren't sure quite what to do.  Maybe they had thought about the
possibility of a gang-bang, but how often is it actually offered.  I
took the decision out of their hands when, now fully naked, I leaped
on the nearest one and undid his pants, pulling them down to free his
dick.

	His prick was longer than I had hoped: an amazing eleven or so
inches.  I couldn't have asked for more!  I took his rapidly hardening
cock into my mouth without any hesitation.  As much as I hated it, my
belly was now crying out to be filled with cum.  I sucked him as hard
and fast as I could, concentrating on his cockhead and stroking the
rest of his dick with my hand.  I wanted him to cum as quickly as
possible.  That was all I was focussed on, all I needed.

	When he did cum, he shot more cum down my throat than I would
have thought possible.  I swallowed it all, my gag reflex overridden
by my need for cum.  When he finished shooting his wad down my throat,
I pulled away from his limpening cock to see what was next.

	To my surprise, I didn't have to attack any of the other guys.
Apparently, once it became clear that I was a sure thing, they were
happy to cash in.  All four of the remaining guys were already naked,
stroking their erect cocks.  Again to my surprise and delight, the
smallest of them was a full nine inches.  I went to the nearest,
engulfing his cock in one gulp.

	It didn't take me long to make him cum, and I was again filled
with a satisfying amount of hot cum.  When he finished fucking my
face, however, there was no need for me to move to the next guy.  They
switched places of their own accord.

	I continued to suck them off in turn, bobbing my head up and
down on their cocks wildly and causing my tits to jiggle and jump all
over the place.  They were now even larger than bowling balls, and
hung down from my chest alluringly.  On my hands and knees as I was,
they hung down past my elbows, remaining amazingly round and firm.

	After the next guy deposited his load in my mouth, I said the
first words I had since I started sucking them: "Uh, guys, you know I
have more than one hole, right?"  They didn't need more than one hint.
In no time, I was kneeling with a guy under me, inserting his dick
into my sopping wet pussy, another behind me preparing to fuck my ass,
a dick stuck down my throat, and jacking off one in each hand.  It was
an amazing sensation, especially because the dick in my pussy looked
and felt to be an amazing thirteen inches long.  If it hadn't been for
the reaming I had gotten the day before, I never would have managed to
get it inside me.  As it was, I was stretched beyond belief.

	I rocked on top of them, feeling the rhythm of their fucking
and trying to ride it.  One by one, they came into me, filling my
holes until the cum leaked out and slid over my chin, my ass cheeks
and my thighs.  They all changed places and took turns in each
position with a stamina that amazed me.  I had more cum shot into (and
onto) me in two hours than I had in eight the day before, and I came
again and again.

	After fucking for the aforementioned two hours, we were
interrupted by the sound of the door opening.  I looked up,
reluctantly removing the dick from my mouth, to see a gorgeous girl
standing at the door with a smile on her face.

	"Starting without me, eh, guys?" she said.  "Where'd you find
the new slut?" she continued, grinning so as to emphasize that she was
joking.  "You sure do know how to pick 'em, though.  Look at those
titties!"

	She certainly must have been joking, as anything she said
about me would have to have applied to her as well.  In no time, she
removed her clothes to reveal tits that, while nowhere near the size
of mine (now inflated to near-basketball size) were extremely large
and a pussy with the hair shaved almost completely away, leaving only
a small circular patch at the top of her slit.  As soon as she was
naked, she got down on the floor with the rest of us to join the fun.

	This at least explained why they had reacted so fast to my
offering myself up as a sex toy, so I relaxed myself to not being the
only cum receptacle present.  Actually, I needn't have worried about
her taking some dicks away from me; the first thing she did was to
devote all her attention to my pussy, leaving the guys to fend for
themselves.

	I had shifted over to a sitting position while I watched her
undress, and she pushed me backwards so that I could rest my back
against the couch while I sat on the floor and she ate my pussy.  At
first, I was kind of unsure about the whole thing.  Lesbian sex
sounded fun, but what I really needed was cock.  As soon as she
started licking me, however, I changed my mind.

	Her tongue slid all over my hairless pussy, rubbing against my
clit and up and down my slit.  She must have been tasting as much cum
as pussy juice, but she didn't seem to mind, and I was beyond caring.
She had me cumming even faster and harder than the five guys had been
able to manage by tag-teaming me.  My eyes squeezed shut of their own
accord, but after the second orgasm, I wanted to watch her work my
pussy.  I opened my eyes and looked around me.  I had been to
distracted to wonder what the guys were doing, but I now saw that they
were lounging around the room, looking completely at ease as if
big-titted lesbians performed for them everyday, and jerking off.  I
directed my gaze down towards my crotch, and my whole field of vision
was taken up mainly by my tits.  I grabbed them in both hands, both to
massage them and to move them out of the way.  I saw her there,
licking my pussy with a smile on her face.  She was eating me as if
she was addicted to pussy.

	I continued to rub my tits as she licked my cunt.  They were
now the size of volleyballs, and very nearly as round.  They would
have looked fake if they weren't so obviously soft yet firm at the
same time.  And they felt wonderful!  They were extremely sensitive;
it felt like even if I wasn't having my cunt eaten, I could have
orgasmed from tit-play alone.  I grabbed my nipples and rolled them
around between my fingers, pulling on them slightly.  A moan escaped
my lips.  I pulled harder, feeling a bit of pain join the pleasure.  I
moaned louder, halfway to a scream.  Soon I was pulling on my nipples
as hard as I could, and loving every minute of it, as well as cumming
like crazy.

	Orgasm after orgasm rolled over me.  To tell the truth, I
hadn't really thought about having sex with a girl since I started to
turn into one, but I was loving it now, though.  That didn't decrease
my desire for cum, however.  "Hey," I said to the guy standing nearest
me.  "Get over here and let me suck your prick some more."

	He seemed happy to oblige.  He had to crouch slightly and
brace himself against the wall to get his dick down to my mouth level,
but he didn't seem to mind.  As my pussy was eaten, I continued to rub
and tug on my tits and I sucked his cock.  When he shot his wad down
my throat, the next guy took his place, and then the next.  I was in
heaven.

	After doing this for a while, however, we decided to change
things up.  My breast friend sat up from her position at my crotch,
leaned over to her purse, and pulled out a twelve-inch strap-on dildo.
She fastened it around her waist, then leaned back and laid on the
ground.  I didn't need another hint.  I got on.

	The plastic dick filled me completely.  I leaned down to kiss
her while she fucked me, and found that my tits were so large it was
tough to reach her mouth.  I did my best, however, and managed to get
my tongue to hers.

	Soon, I felt my ass cheeks being pulled apart, and a dick
being inserted into my back door.  I didn't mind in the slightest.  We
stayed like that for a while, at least long enough for me to cum two
or three times, and then switched positions again.  She stayed on the
floor, but removed her strap-on and spread her legs for me to lick her
pussy.  I started up without delay.

	She tasted wonderful.  She had already given me lots of
powerful orgasms, and I was happy to return the favor.  I licked all
over her cunt, inserting my tongue into her hole, concentrating on the
clit for a while, and then just licking the length of her slit.  The
whole time, I was still receiving assfucks from the guys, so my tits
were growing again.  I didn't stop to check, but I knew they must be
basketball-sized by now.  I could feel them squashed beneath me, even
though I was resting on my elbows.  They had to be huge!

	After she came a few times, the guys literally stole me away
from her.  One of them picked me up bodily (I thought to myself that
he never could have done THAT a week before) and deposited me on the
ground, on my back.  He them crouched on my chest and put his dick in
between my tits.

	I mentioned before that my tits were extremely sensitive.
This was the proof.  I had always thought of tit-fucking as something
that, while fun for the guy, held little attraction for the girl.  Now
that I was in the girl's position, I found that I loved it.  It turned
me on immensely, and the feeling of being that pleasured without
anyone even touching my pussy was strange to say the least.  I pressed
my tits tightly together, engulfing his cock completely as it slid
between my slippery mounds.  He came quickly, adding to the
lubrication and shooting some up into my mouth, and was soon replaced
by the next guy.

	I kept getting titty-fucked until I had serviced all the guys
multiple times.  I looked over to my left to see that my lesbian
friend was getting the same treatment.  However, her tits didn't grow
like mine when exposed to cum.  By the time I stopped getting
tit-fucked, they were approaching watermelon-size.

	It was getting late, and I headed for the door.  By this time,
everyone else was exhausted, and they didn't fight it too much.
Getting my clothes on was kind of tough, to say the least.  The bra,
of course, was a lost cause, and so was the shirt, I found.  I
borrowed an extra-large T-shirt from one of the guys, which hung on me
ridiculously everywhere but on the boobs, where it was stretched
tighter than my skin.  My nipples were as clearly visible through the
white fabric as they would have been had I gone naked.

	My jeans, also, were so tight around the hips that I needed
help getting them on, but at least I could manage it.  I walked home
slowly, quick movements being impossible due to the huge orbs of flesh
on my chest.  They bobbled and swayed with every movement, no matter
how slight.  God help me if I had tried to run; they'd probably have
hit me in the face.  Eventually, I got home.

	My clothes were so uncomfortable that I stripped them off as
soon as I was in the door.  Blissfully naked, and still horny, I sat
down on the couch to masturbate.  I could feel something under my ass,
and I reached behind me to get it.

	It was another note.  As my hand moved in my crotch, absently
bringing me to another orgasm, I read it.  It said:

	You may never know why I did this to you.  It is enough for me
that I know, and have my revenge.  You may like to know that you will
be like this, for the rest of your days.