Stormy Night

Anonymous asked: maybe you could make me a girl as well, preferably someone famous?(;

You sent the message not really expecting a reply. You went on with your day running various errands just like you usually did until later that evening as you were driving home from the store you began to feel strange. You felt distant, hollow, it was like you were fading away. It became hard to focus on the road. You could no longer feel the wheel in your hands. Darkness swallowed you and for a long timeless moment, you floated suspended between one place and the next. 

Abruptly light and sensation returned dazzling you with the sudden intensity of it. A bright light dazzled you. Voices you didn’t recognise clamoured for your attention. Unfamiliar scents filled your nostrils, sweat and leather and sweet floral perfume. But the thing that commanded most of your attention was the object that filled your mouth. Something hard and smooth, it tasted strange but somehow familiar as it pushed past your lips and into the back of your throat.

“Can’t breath… Choking… Stop!” you think your first coherent thought.

Close to panic you tried to pull away but a firm hand pressed against the back of your head holding you in place. Blinking tears from your eyes you finally manage to focus on what was in front of you. Just inches from your face you saw a taught muscular belly, a man’s belly! Looking up you saw a tall lean man towering over you, his eyes half closed and a blissful expression on his face. Looking down you saw his crotch and you finally understood what was filling your mouth, his large and very erect cock!

Disgusted you attempted to free yourself but your body felt strange and clumsy and he was so much bigger than you. Spots began to dance in front of your eyes until, just at the point where you were sure you would pass out he pulls out. Your lips released him with a wet pop and you gasped for breath. Your relief was short lived however as his full salty load splattered across your face.

“And cut,” a male voice said from behind you “Let’s take a break and come back after lunch for the scene with Trey.”

You stared up dumbly a the young man as he handed you a towel to wipe your face.

“Great work Ms Daneles,” he said with a grin “Really fantastic, it’s such a privilege to be working with you.”

You snatched the towel from him and scrubbed at your face desperate to remove the warm gunk that still clung to it. 

“Oh sorry you probably want to clean up properly.” he helped you to your feet and guided toward the bathroom.

You felt very strange as you walked the short distance. Nothing moved right and your whole body seemed to jiggle and sway with each step. But it wasn’t until the door closed behind you that you finally understood what had happened to you. Staring back at you from the bathroom mirror was the voluptuous form of America’s most famous (or perhaps infamous) porn star. 

You grabbed her, now your, silicone stuffed tits and tried to wrap your head around your situation. You may have fantasised about becoming a woman but you’d never imagined anything like this. 

You thought about making an excuse and asking to go home even while a part of you couldn’t help wondering what it would feel like if you stayed. Either way, you were sure a Storm was coming ;)