Kinktober; Day 12. Creamy

 The effects of Professor Greenwood's formula were nothing short of miraculous. Just a few drops wiped thirty years of his apparent age restoring his health and youthful vitality, even helping him shed a few excess pounds. 

It felt good to be so young again, bursting with so much energy he could hardly sit still and, and...

Oh god he was horny. He couldn't remember ever feeling this desperate need before. Some unanticipated side effect of the formula perhaps? The rational part of him wondered if testing the formula on himself had been an entirely good idea but it was difficult to care while he felt so amazing.

His achingly hard cock strained against the cotton prison of his boxers until he couldn't stand it any more. With a groan he freed it wrapping his hand around it. Desperate for relief he pumped his shaft until with a gasp he came thick ropes of jizz.

His head spun with the force of his climax and he had to grab the edge of the work bench to keep his balance. Panting, he tried to compose himself but unbelievably he was still hard and there was something else even more distracting than his stubbornly persistent erection. There was an intoxicating scent in the air. A musky aroma at once exotic and strangely familiar. What could it be? He looked around testing the air as he searched for the source. It took him several minutes before he identified it. The strange tantalizing perfume was coming for his own rapidly cool cum.

Overcome by a sudden unnatural craving he scooped up as much of the gooey mess as he could and greedily licked it from his fingers. It tasted like, well, it tasted like cum, slimey, salty and kind of gross but still the most wonderful thing he'd ever tried. He wanted more, needed more, fortunately he had a ready supply to hand.

He returned to jerking off, coming again and swallowing each creamy load as quickly as he produced it. 

Each load he swallowed did little to reduce the terrible need he felt but each one had a dramatic effect on his body.

He was already younger and fitter than he had been in years but now he grew smaller, slimmer, more feminine.

Breasts sprouted on his chest. His waist pulled in and his hips pushed out. By stages he transformed until there was no trace of the man he'd been. All that was left was a beautiful young woman wearing an ill fitting lab coat and rubbing herself to climax.

The professor pursed her full lips as the shockwaves of her last orgasm faded away. Touching her new hot little button was very nice but it could no longer give her what she really craved. Fortunately she knew exactly how to get it.

With her new body, some borrowed clothes and a little help from YouTube makeup tutorials she was soon prowling the university bars where she found many many strong young men ready to give her the creamy goodness she needed