Spindizzy's tales of transformation

Ugh, you're such a loser I can't believe we were ever friends.  It was bad enough when you were just whining about never getting a girl. You know, before you got it into your head to make me your ideal girl. But after that, after I let you stick your pathetic little dick in me because you said it was the only way to turn back. After you couldn't turn me back anyway? That's when you got really got to be insufferable.  Calling every day with a new plan to "fix" me.  Begging me to forgive you.  Helping me rent this place, anything to try and relieve your guilty.  Meanwhile I moved on, accepted what i couldn't fix, fixed the things I couldn't accept. I told you I didn't need your help any more. I told you never to come here again and yet here you are again inturupting my first decent fuck in a week to beg for another taste of what you had that first night. Offering me a "cure" like I'd ever take it. Well, fuck you.  Even if you could cha...

"...And you're back." Trey's deep resonant voice echoed in Charlie's mind and suddenly he was himself again. Not his body, that was still the petite white girl Trey had made it. He could feel his cute tits swinging beneath him and his well rounded behind sticking out as he knelt between Trey's legs. His jaw ached as his friends enormous cock filled it. Had it always been that big or was it simply that Charlie was so much smaller now? He groaned tasting something slick and salty on his tongue. That meant something he thought through the receeding fog of Trey's control. But what, what, he racked his mind wishing the wet ache between his  legs would just let him think. Cum, that was it, there there was some thing about cum. The salty taste wasn't that, he knew without knowing how he knew, not yet, but it soon would be and then...? And then the change would be permanent!  He looked up into Trey's eyes and understanding blossomed inside him. This wa...