Guy to Gal and Back Again pt1


As a guy growing up I'd always been sure of myself as a man. I'd had a fairly 
good expsoure to all things masculine and was very comfortable with my self.

I was walking along on the first day of college, on my way to my dorm, when I was
grabbed from behind.  I felt a sharp pain and that's the last thing I remember.

I awoke naked in a featureless room, my hands and feet restrained.  A bright
light was in my eyes, and a woman's voice was in my ears.

"You are an experiment," she said.  "We are testing certain compounds we believe
will genetically alter a living subject, and others that we hope will have an
effect on your physical structure and behavior."

Another pain and I lost consciousness again.

When I awoke I felt different.  The lights were out, so I couldn't see, but my
body felt strange.  Among other things, there was a peculiar weight on my chest. 
The restraints felt looser, and I just felt generally smaller.  I struggled
against my bonds for a while, then I just waited.

Before long, the lights came on and I could see what was weighing down on my
chest.  I had breasts!  Not large ones, but breasts nonetheless. Looking down
between my legs, I saw what I dreaded: that the change extended down there as
well.  My dick was gone, and in its place was a pussy!

The voice spoke again, from nowhere.  "You see the changes we have effected. 
Allow me to explain.  We have altered your DNA; you are now a fully functional
woman.  Apart from that, we have caused some other changes.  Every time you
orgasm, it increases your sex drive, particularly your craving for cum."

"What craving for cum?" I thought, but immediately answered myself. As the
thought of a big hard dick entered my mind, my nipples immediately became rock
hard and my pussy juices started to flow.

"Also," the voice continued, "you'll notice some interesting physical effects
when you come into contact with sperm.  Have a nice day."

I felt the pain again, and again became unconscious.

I woke up in what I assumed was my dorm.  I had never seen it, as I was on my way
there for the first time when I was kidnapped.

"Wow, what a weird dream," I thought to myself.  As I sat up, I felt my breasts
shift and realized it was not a dream.  I looked around and concluded that
whoever my roommate was, he or she was not here, which was fortunate as I was
still completely naked.  I got up and went to the bathroom that connected the
room to the other one in the suite, locking both doors.

I examined myself in the mirror.  Curiously, the first thing I noticed was that I
was probably about a full foot shorter, perhaps about 5'3". Yes, I was indeed a
girl.  Small breasts, but breasts nonetheless. Blond hair, about shoulder-length,
and a blond patch between my legs. I sat on the edge of the tub and spread my
legs to examine that patch a little closer.

I pulled the lips apart and saw what looked an awful lot like every other cunt I
had ever seen.  Inner lips, a hole, and the clit up top with its little hood. 
"That certainly isn't my dick," I said to myself.

At the thought of my dick, I immediately felt a warmth between my legs.  My
nipples became hard, and my pussy started to wet itself.  I rushed out of the
bathroom and covered myself with the sheet from my bed to hide my nakedness from
view, and keep from masturbating.  I decided to watch some TV to take my mind off
of sex.

The only problem with that is that it made me hornier.  Even though they were
fully clothed, my male mind reacted to the women on television, and my female
body reacted to the men.  My sex drive was MUCH higher than it had ever been,
even as a 15-year-old boy.  There was nothing particularly sexual about the shows
I was watching, but they were making me more turned on than ever just from
looking at the people in them.  My pussy juice was flowing and my nipples were so
hard they ached.

I started masturbating without ever thinking about it.  After a while, I just
realized that one hand was between my legs stroking the outside of my lips, and
the other was cupping one of my tits.  My whole crotch was slippery as I rubbed
my slippery finger against up and down my slit.  I concentrated on my clit,
because it gave the most sensation. It felt kind of like the head of my dick, but
the sensations were so much more intense.  With my other hand, I explored the
sensation of stroking my tits.  I rolled my tiny, hard nipples around with my
palm, then squeezed them.  After a few minutes of this, I began to feel a hotter
feeling, starting in my crotch, but spreading throughout my entire body.  It
slowly intensified, becoming this tingling sort of ecstasy, into my first female
orgasm.  I could feel my nipples clench up even tighter.

I lay there, breathing heavy, for a few moments until I realized that I was still
horny.  I thought about how I used to jack off my dick or fuck my girlfriends,
and how I would be completely satisfied (and usually sleeping) five minutes after
I came.  I still would rather be a man, but womanhood had at least some
advantages.  Or maybe it was just the effects of whatever had been done to my
body; the female voice had said something about my sex drive increasing.

The thought of jacking off my dick made me even hornier.  I was taken by a sudden
NEED to be penetrated.  I reached down into my still soaking, hot, wet pussy and
spread the lips.  I slipped my index finger into my sopping wet hole up to the
first joint and left it there for a moment, just savoring the feel of being
penetrated.  Soon, however, I lost all control and slammed it in all the way,
moving it in and out as fast as I could, feeling my finger rubbing up against my
inner walls.  It felt kind of like stroking my dick, but in reverse. I put my
middle finger inside myself also, finding that I was kind of tight (not
surprisingly.)  My fingers were slipping in and out of my new cunt, as my palm
rubbed up against my clit at the end of each stroke.

After a few minutes of this I came again, more violently than the first time.  I
thrashed back and forth on the bed and started to scream, but I didn't stop
fingering myself.  Instead, I took my left hand from it's place on my right
breast, and swished it around my clit for a while, still pumping my hole with my
right.  That felt good, and I kept it up for a while, but what I really wanted
was to feel another kind of penetration, so as soon as I had my finger good and
lubricated, I turned over.  Supporting myself on my knees and head, I stuck my
little ass way up into the air, spreading my cheeks wide, and while still pumping
my pussy as fast as I could, I started to slowly insert the index finger of my
other hand into my asshole.

At first, it hurt a bit, so I took my time and eased it in slowly. Once I had it
in to the hilt, I started to pump it very slowly in and out.  My ass was even
tighter than my (virgin!) pussy, so even using only one finger I felt completely
full back there.  I pumped faster and faster, realizing that this sensation was
nearly as good, if somewhat different, than the one I was causing in my cunt.  I
was soon pumping my pussy and asshole for all I was worth, causing loud slapping
and squishing sounds that would have been more audible if I hadn't been moaning
so loudly.  The warm feeling began again, centering both on my pussy and my
asshole, and then I had my third female orgasm.

I must have fallen asleep, as the next thing I remember is hearing my new
roommate entering the room.  At least it was a girl.  I was wet at once when I
saw her but I didn't drag her down on the carpet immediately and rape her, as I
might have done had it been a man.  She introduced herself as MaryAnne, and I
blurted out my real name and was thankful that it's Samantha, if it were something
more obviously male I would have had some explaining to do.

As I said, as soon as she walked in my cunt was soaking and my nipples were hard
again (those things were perpetually hard.)  That would probably have been true
no matter what she looked like, considering the shape my sex drive was in, but
the fact that she was gorgeous didn't help matters.  She was an inch or two
taller than I was (now. I would have towered over her when I was still a man,)
and she had hair about two shades lighter than my new color, and longer.  Her
tits were gigantic, there's no other way to describe them (I found out later that
her bra size was an E cup, and she had trouble shopping for anything that large,)
and the rest of her was thin, but still with nice curves and wide hips.

The only problem was that I was still naked.  Luckily, I had moved around in my
sleep and covered myself with the sheet, but it was thin and white and I was
pretty sure it didn't hide anything.

I was trying to figure out a way to get up and dressed without MaryAnne finding
out how naked and horny I was at the sight of her, when she saved me the trouble.

She surprised me, actually.  Most of the lesbians I had met looked like men, some
complete with facial hair, so it never occurred to me (in the first five minutes
of our acquaintance) that MaryAnne would be one.  She wasn't actually, she was
bisexual, but I didn't find that out until later.

She came over to my bed and gently pulled the sheet down.  Her gaze went first to
my crotch, which was glistening, then to my nipples, which were starting to ache
again.

"Thought so," she said softly, grinning.

Then she took off her shirt, unclasped her bra, and lifted one of those huge,
gravity-defying tits up.  I didn't need another invitation; I started to suck it.
 I had always loved breasts as a man, and it was good to know that ONE thing at
least had not changed. I licked her nipple around and around, occasionally
grasping it lightly between my teeth.  She moaned quietly as she unbuttoned her
jeans.

Getting up on her hands and knees, wearing only a pair of thong bikini underwear
that rode up between her cheeks, she stuck her ass in the air and spread my legs.
 Going down onto her elbow (with her tits rubbing against the mattress) she
started to rub her thumb along my slit.  She was deliberately teasing me, just
brushing the clit, getting me hotter and wetter with each stroke.  After a while,
she lowered her mouth to my new cunt.

If I had known how good it felt to have your pussy licked, I would have done it
to more girls when I was still a man.  She licked up and down the length of my
cunt, like she had been doing with her thumb, but her tongue was so much more
slippery and pliant.  She barely brushed my clit, then pushed her tongue as far
as she could into my hole and fucked me with it like it was a dick.  I decided
that, as long as I was a woman, I loved the feel of my cunt being slippery and
having it penetrated.  Then she stopped that, and started sucking my clit.  This
was too much, and I came.

When I was done moaning, I opened my eyes to see that MaryAnne had strapped on a
ten-inch dildo over her panties.  I was of two minds with regards to that: my
male side was disgusted at having sex with anything resembling a dick, but my
female body was more than willing. I decided that, since this wasn't a man but
only a woman with a dildo, it would be all right.  I wanted to be taken doggy
style, so that at least I wouldn't have to see it, so I turned over onto my knees
and elbows, noticing as I did that my tits didn't hang down to touch the bed like
MaryAnne's had.  I felt her move the head of the huge dildo around at the entrance
to my pussy to lubricate it, then slowly she pushed it into me.  I nearly cried
out from pain at first, as the largest thing that had been in my pussy so far was
my two fingers, but she stuck it in slowly, going an inch or so and waiting for
me to relax, so eventually she had almost the full ten inches in.  Then she
started to buck her hips slowly back and forth.

I was in ecstasy.  Penetration was what this body was set up to get pleasure
from, and I loved it.  My inner walls, having loosened to accommodate this
intruder, tightened again to maximize my pleasure. MaryAnne reached around the
front of me to rub my clittie while fucking my pussy.  After a few minutes of
this, I had lost my reservations about seeing the dildo going into my cunt, and I
made her stop and lay back on the bed.

I let her lay there for a minute, letting our anticipation build, as I kneeled
next to her fingering my pussy and cupping one of my tits.  I was glad they
weren't as large as MaryAnne's; breasts that big must be unwieldy.  Then, I
straddled my new lesbian lover and impaled myself on the dildo sticking up from
her midsection in one thrust.  I thrashed around on top of her, manipulating both
my tits with my hands, for about five minutes, until she came from the friction. 
I kept going, though, leaning over to kiss her mouth and neck, and rubbing my
small, A cup breasts against her ridiculously larger ones.

Just as I was about to come, she pushed me off of her, and sat up. "Do you like
it in the ass?" she whispered to me.

I didn't reply, I just grinned and nodded, and I got back on my hands and knees
again, but this time she put the dildo, even more slowly and gently, into my
other opening.  This was a bit weirder for me, because it occurred to me that I
could conceivably have done this even when I was a guy, but it felt too good to
stop.  I was so horny that I didn't notice any pain at all, and soon MaryAnne was
ramming that dildo in and out of my asshole at top speed.  Again, she reached
around to finger my cunt, her fingers slipping in and out of that hole as her
dildo assaulted the rear opening.  I came quickly, and she came again from the
friction immediately after.  I wanted more, but MaryAnne was worn out, so we fell
asleep on the bed, in each other's arms.

I woke up long before MaryAnne, having had a long nap before she showed up, and went
into the bathroom to shower and wash the sweat and pussy juice off of me.  I made
sure to lock the door behind me, as I had one other plan in the bathroom.  After
I took a hot shower, luxuriating in the feel of the water splashing over my tits,
I got to thinking.  I would still rather be a man, but unless I could find
whoever did this to me, I would have to remain a girl for a while, and at least I
had a great supply of lesbian sex.  That was something that had always turned me
on as a man, and it was even more fun in reality than in fantasy, and as a
participant than as a spectator.

The other thing that I had noticed about female sex was that I really liked the
sensation of my cunt being so wet that it was completely slippery, inside and
out.  The one thing standing in the way of that was all the hair around either
side of my slit, so I decided to shave the hair off of my lips to make them more
smooth and slippery.

I looked under the sink, searching for a razor or something, and came out instead
with a pair of electric clippers.  What would MaryAnne do with these?  I shrugged and
decided these would do to start with.

I sat down on the floor and spread my legs as wide as possible.  It still looked
extremely strange to see a cunt there instead of my dick, but after the sex I had
had, I was starting to get used to it.  I turned the clippers on and started
shaving, way back on what was actually the very bottoms of my ass cheeks, slowly
working my way up towards my cunt.  The clippers, cold to start with, started to
warm up as I reached my cuntlips, and the vibration was turning me on.  My pussy,
always on a hair trigger, got wet again, and my nipples, already hard (of course)
got even harder.  I had shaved my lips, but I didn't want the sensation to stop,
so I continued, shaving as slowly as possible, to trim the sparse hairs around on
either side of my patch of pubic hair.  I also removed the sparse hairs across
the top of my mound, evening out my growth into a triangle at the top of my slit.
 I still didn't want to stop, so I went around the triangle again, trimming it in
a bit on the sides and down by about an inch across the top.

I was STILL enjoying myself, so I went around the triangle again, reducing it to
a little circle, about one inch around and about one half inch above my slit. 
Looking at the ridiculously small patch of pubic hair I had left and feeling a
little sheepish, I decided I might as well go all the way, and I removed the last
of my pubes.

I ran my finger across the top of my mound, intending to masturbate, and found
that I could still feel the stubble.  To remedy that, I stepped back into the
shower and, using shampoo as a cream, used MaryAnne's leg razor to gently remove all
trace of pubic hair from my crotch.  The shampoo made me really slick, but I
decided that I didn't need any help, so I got out and dried myself off.

Looking in the mirror I realized that, because my pubic hair had been blond, the
follicles were now invisible.  With my tiny breasts, completely smooth pussy, and
young looking face, I could have passed for fifteen.  A very horny fifteen year
old, though, as I discovered as I felt the smoothness of my newly shaven twat.  I
sank down onto the carpet and started to finger myself again.  My right hand
pounding my cunt, I wet my left in my pussy juices and slowly inserted it into my
asshole again.  It was much easier now that MaryAnne had loosened me up, but it
felt just as good.

I was moaning as quietly as possible, so as not to wake MaryAnne, and rapidly
approaching orgasm when I heard the jiggling of a doorknob. Too late, I realized
that I had forgotten to lock the door to the other room in the suite.  While I
was lying there, two fingers in my pussy and one stuck up my ass, the door opened
and in walked a guy, wearing just a pair of boxers.  I came to the conclusion
that this was a co-ed dorm.

While I was lying there, both hands still inside myself, I stared between my
upthrust knees at his crotch.  I had one of the hardest decisions of my life.  My
mind abhorred the idea of sex with a man, but as soon as he walked in my pussy
had gotten even wetter and my nipples had become so hard that I moaned in pain
and arousal.  I couldn't take my eyes off his crotch, tracing the outline of the
dick that I knew was concealed there.  I tried to resist, but with what had been
done to me I never really had a chance.

I tore my gaze away from his crotch to see the surprised and dazed look on his
face.  I grinned at him, then got to my knees and pulled his boxers to his
ankles.  In that moment, I NEEDED cum, anyway I could get it.  I took his already
hard and quite thick eight inch cock into my mouth and administered my first
blowjob.  I took as much as possible into my mouth, cramming it in as best I
could, and then removed it and licked up and down the shaft.  After alternating
these for about three minutes, I took the head in my mouth and sucked as hard as
I could, while pumping the shaft with my hand.  He came into my mouth, and I
swallowed it all, my gag reflex forced down by the chemical need for sperm that
had been instilled in me.

Immediately after ingesting the cum, I began to feel strange.  I felt dazed, and
a tingling sensation kind of like the beginning of an orgasm enveloped my whole
body, centering on my breasts and my lower torso.  Also, I immediately felt
hornier and my craving for cum increased immensely, so I pushed this guy (we
still hadn't exchanged a word, let alone names) back into his room and onto his
bed.

I knew he would immediately feel like falling asleep, but I had other needs, so I
again sucked his cock until he had another raging hardon. Then I got on my hands
and knees (so at least I could avoid kissing him,) and he took the hint and
pushed into me.

Unlike MaryAnne, he had very little finesse, he just plunged in. Luckily, I was
already quite wet and stretched out, and I didn't really want finesse anyway, I
just needed his cum.  It did feel good, though, to be filled with warm flesh
instead of just molded plastic. I pushed my butt back against him, intensifying
his strokes.  He pounded my pussy for about five minutes, then shot his wad into
me.

Once again, I turned around and started to suck him off to get him hard.  It took
longer this time, and I had to put some effort into it. Eventually, though, he
was hard enough and I turned back around, presenting my shaved little pussy to be
fucked.  He went to it more slowly, but after almost ten minutes I was rewarded
with another load. My cunt felt warm and sticky, and the strange feeling that had
come over me after he came in my mouth was getting stronger, intensifying even
more in my breasts and crotch.

When I tried to get him hard again, I was unable.  I took his limp cock into my
mouth and swirled my tongue around it, sucking as hard as I could, but even after
about five minutes of this, he still couldn't get it up.

I was desperate.  I NEEDED more cum, and my mind was racing to find some way of
inducing an erection.  Suddenly, I thought of one fantasy that most guys had but
few girls will ever let them try.

"Would you like to fuck my ass?" were my first words to him.

Suddenly, his cock was stirring, and as I sucked it, it blossomed into a full
blown hardon.  I turned around once again, this time presenting not my smooth
pussy but my asshole to be fucked.  The male part of me that was rebelling
against all this was horrified, but my unbelievably horny female body overruled
me, and my craving for cum ended any chance of resisting this final degradation. 
He slipped into my asshole and I was too filled with pleasure to stop.  He pumped
me for the longest time yet, more than fifteen minutes, and I couldn't help
loving every minute of it.  My ass was so tight that it felt like I could feel
every vein on his cock pushing in and out of me.  I reached down between my legs
and finger fucked myself while he was pummeling my asshole.  I had just come for
the third time when he shot his fourth wad deep up into my abdomen.  He pulled
out and rolled over, passing out almost immediately.

I didn't want to suck his cock after it had been in my ass, so I rolled off the
bed and stood up.  I realized in doing so that I had a lot more weight on my
chest.  Looking down at myself confirmed it.  I went back into the bathroom to
look in the mirror.

My pussy was still bald, but I couldn't be mistaken for a teenager anymore.  My
tits had somehow grown to the size of baseballs, and were nearly as spherical. 
The fact that they hadn't been resisting years of gravity made them almost
impossibly round and perky.  My tiny nipples (still hard!) jutted out from the
upper half of my growing breasts.  My hips were also wider, and my waist maybe a
bit skinnier, but nothing as radical as the breast growth.  I now knew what that
voice had meant when it said that cum would cause physical changes.

All this staring at my body had made me horny again, so I went back to my room,
got MaryAnne's dildo, and laid down on the other bed.  I spread my legs as wide as
I could, and plunged the dildo into myself all the way on the first stroke.  I
fucked myself furiously, bringing my little bald cunt to an orgasm five or six
times in succession before I passed out from exhaustion.

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