Karyn hummed to herself as she closed her apartment door.\u00a0 She wore a pair of old, white running shoes along with her bright pink scrubs.\u00a0\u00a0 A light black jacket and small backpack completed her outfit.\u00a0 She walked down the hallway to the stairs, skipping steps gleefully until she reached the bottom.\u00a0 The sun lay low on the horizon, half-hidden behind the taller buildings downtown.\u00a0 Karyn raised her face to the sun with her eyes closed, smiling for no other reason than happiness at being outside.<\/p>\n
The walk to the local bus stop was short and Karyn nearly danced the entire way.\u00a0\u00a0 A few locals eyed her sideways when she passed and several men turned to stare at the small blond woman.<\/p>\n
“I see,” Karyn sang out.\u00a0 “I see how your eyes light up when I smiiiiiile!\u00a0 I see how your face blushes when I look your waaaaay!”\u00a0 She twirled when she reached the enclosed bus stop.\u00a0 The pop song had gotten stuck in her head before she left and she’d decided she might as well sing with it as it looped over and over in her mind.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
An older man, perhaps in his early forties, watched Karyn approach.\u00a0 He was dressed roughly in old blue jeans, a slightly stained white t-shirt and an open black and red cotton shirt.<\/p>\n
“Smiiiile,” Karyn sang softly under her breath.\u00a0 “Blushing.\u00a0 Looking your way.”\u00a0 A thin, cold line of blood tickled the small hairs above her lip as it ran from her nose.\u00a0 She wiped her face with the back of her hand reflexively.\u00a0 Beneath her outfit, the skin of her waist pushed out slightly.\u00a0 Bones popped in her hips, rearranging themselves as her slim profile swelled.\u00a0 Karyn swayed in time to the music in her head, unaware of the small changes happening deep within her body.<\/p>\n
“You have a good voice,” the man said.\u00a0 Karyn startled and then blushed.\u00a0 She hadn’t realized someone else was at the bus stop with her.<\/p>\n
“Th- thank you,” Karyn said, eyes to the ground.\u00a0 “I’m sorry.\u00a0 I hope I wasn’t being too loud.”<\/p>\n
“Eh,” the man said, shrugging his shoulders.\u00a0 “Hardly.\u00a0 There’s plenty of room on the bench if you want to sit down.”<\/p>\n
“Oh, I’m fine,” Karyn replied.\u00a0 “My shoes are comfortable and I like standing.\u00a0 If I sit for too long I’ll get sleepy.\u00a0 I have the late shift this month at the hospital.\u00a0 I hate<\/em><\/strong> the late shift.\u00a0 I’m more a morning person.\u00a0 I get way too sleepy at night so I try to stay on my feet.\u00a0 It hurts after a while but we have mats at some of the stations at work and those are really good for your feet.\u00a0 They’re some kind of expensive cushion.\u00a0 A lot of the nurses use them but-”\u00a0 The young woman laughed uncomfortably.\u00a0 Why in the world am I talking so much?\u00a0 Come on, Karyn.\u00a0 <\/em><\/p>\n Karyn’s nipples shifted within her bra.\u00a0 The dark brown skin twisted, tightening against the soft, sensible white bra.\u00a0 She shivered as her nipples hardened.\u00a0 A light ache settled in her breasts and it took a conscious effort for her not to massage either of them.<\/p>\n “Yeah,” the man said.\u00a0 “I’m on my way home.\u00a0 Long day.\u00a0 I’d rather sit.\u00a0 Name’s Harold, by the way.”<\/p>\n “Karyn,” the young woman said.\u00a0 She pressed her thumbs into her lower back, working her fingers in circles.\u00a0 Did I sleep wrong?<\/em> She wondered.\u00a0 Muscles tore and moved as her hips widened.\u00a0 The skin of the woman’s thighs tightened and then continued to grow out as they matched her widening frame.<\/p>\n A natural silence fell between the two.<\/p>\n Let’s see,<\/em> Karyn thought to herself.\u00a0 She ran through a short list of things she had planned for the evening.\u00a0 I’ll need to check in on Mrs. Krauthmeyer and Mr. Campbell.\u00a0 Oh, and I bet Sherry didn’t change out Mr. Perry’s bandages so I’ll do that first.\u00a0 And that stack of records to go through.\u00a0 Dr.- Dr….<\/em>The young woman paused.<\/p>\n Another line of red with small pink bubbles dripped from Karyn’s nose and she leaned against the cold metal pole at the corner of the bus stop.\u00a0 Her head swam and she was suddenly nauseous.<\/p>\n “Maybe-\u00a0 Maybe I will sit,” Karyn said.\u00a0 Holding onto the metal bar for support, she shuffled over to the silver bench.\u00a0 She shivered as she lowered herself carefully onto the cold, silver surface.<\/p>\n Karyn’s erect nipples slid against her bra as her breasts swelled.\u00a0 Soft white skin pressed over the top and bottom of her bra as her breasts grew.\u00a0 Her straps bit into her shoulder and back as they strained to contain her new size until, abruptly, her breasts stopped growing.\u00a0 Small fatty tissues formed beneath her body.\u00a0 Her mousey frame expanded in a subtle way.\u00a0 Old wrinkles and scars smoothed out, leaving perfect, unblemished skin.\u00a0 Where she’d been thin before she was now… softer.<\/p>\n The young woman worked her head in circles.\u00a0 Lacing her fingers together, she brought them up and over her head in a full stretch.\u00a0 Harold’s eyes were naturally drawn to the woman’s chest.\u00a0 Karyn’s pink top was tight against her larger chest and the older man could see the swell of her breast.<\/p>\n “You, uhh,” the man cleared his throat roughly.\u00a0 “You okay?”<\/p>\n “Huh?\u00a0 Oh!\u00a0 Yeah!”\u00a0 Karyn beamed, kicking her feet out as she brought her hands back down.\u00a0 She shifted on the seat as her ass filled out even further.\u00a0 Her once loose pink pants now cradled her larger ass.\u00a0\u00a0 Karyn massaged her thicker thighs as she rocked side-to-side on the bench.\u00a0 Her fingernails, kept short for her work, lengthened.<\/p>\n “What do you do at the hospital?” Harold asked.<\/p>\n “The hospital?” Karyn replied, cocking her head to the side.\u00a0 “Oh!\u00a0 I help around.\u00a0 I do stuff.\u00a0 Umm.\u00a0 Ummmm.\u00a0 Cleaning.\u00a0 Filling things out.”\u00a0 Karyn leaned over to Howard and her hand rested on the man’s leg.\u00a0 Lowering her voice, she whispered.\u00a0 “Sometimes the people stink.\u00a0 Especially<\/em><\/strong> the old people.\u00a0 It’s gross.”<\/p>\n Harold stared at Karyn’s hand, still on his thigh as she sat up straight.\u00a0 The older man swallowed.\u00a0 Karyn turned to look up the street, humming the song from earlier.\u00a0 Her lips swelled, curving slightly as they pushed out into a natural pout.<\/p>\n “Yeah?\u00a0 I, uhh, I bet.” The man said.\u00a0 He looked at the young woman next to him.\u00a0 His heart beat fast and he felt his cock stirring in his jeans.\u00a0 He couldn’t tell how old the girl was.\u00a0 When she’d first walked up, he’d thought she was about thirty years old but now he wondered if she was even twenty-one.\u00a0 “Well, I’m pretty old so I hope I don’t smell too bad.”<\/p>\n Karyn gripped the man’s thigh and laughed, her voice tinkling in the night air.\u00a0 “You’re not that<\/em><\/strong> old.\u00a0 I mean like old person old.\u00a0 Grandma and grandpa old.\u00a0 You’re more like my dad and that’s not so bad.\u00a0 I bet…”\u00a0 The young woman leaned in to the older man.\u00a0 He stiffened as he felt the warmth of her skin and her breath on his neck.\u00a0 He could almost feel her full lips brushing his skin.\u00a0 She smelled like morning flowers drying in the warm summer air.\u00a0 With another squeeze at his thigh, Karyn sat back.\u00a0 “No, silly, you don’t smell bad.\u00a0 You just smell like work.\u00a0 Like my daddy used to smell when he’d come home at night.”<\/p>\n “Well.\u00a0 Well, that’s… that’s good,” Harold said.\u00a0 He licked his lips and glanced down, sure that his pants would be bulging from his erection.\u00a0 He couldn’t decide whether he should say something about the woman’s hand on his leg.\u00a0 He didn’t know what to make of her.\u00a0 She didn’t seem to be purposefully coming onto him but, rather, seemed like she’d just forgotten about her hand.\u00a0 He didn’t want her to stop but he wasn’t sure what she was doing or what she wanted, either.<\/p>\n “Yeah.\u00a0 My daddy worked on construction stuff,” Karyn said.\u00a0 Her hand idly stroked the other man’s leg.\u00a0 At times, she came close to brushing against the man’s cock.\u00a0 “He always washed before he came home but he still smelled like oil and machines.\u00a0\u00a0 I like the smell.\u00a0 You smell like that. \u00a0I used to cuddle in his lap in my pajamas and he’d read me a bedtime story because he got home so late.\u00a0 He’d tickle me and use all these voices and we’d laugh.”<\/p>\n A tiny blob of pink blood traced down to Karyn’s lip.\u00a0 She wiped it away with her free hand and then leaned against Harold.\u00a0 Her hand continued to stroke at the man’s leg.\u00a0 Occasionally, she’d drag her nails against her rough jeans.\u00a0 As she talked, her cheeks slowly puffed out, filling out her previously narrow face.\u00a0 Small dimples appeared at the corner of her cheeks.<\/p>\n “I loved my daddy,” Karyn told the older man.\u00a0 “I miss him.\u00a0 I came all the way out here for school and then I got a job and I haven’t seen him in forever.\u00a0 Everyone at my work is always so clean with soft hands.\u00a0 Everybody is too soft and they smell like soap all the time.\u00a0 I miss the smell of my daddy.\u00a0 His big rough hands holding me.”<\/p>\n Karyn’s hand reached out for Harold’s hand and her fingers traced along his palm.\u00a0 The young woman’s fingernails scratched against the other man’s callouses.\u00a0 Dirt and grease marked his hands, despite the pumice soap he always used at the end of his shift.\u00a0 Harold’s heart raced in his chest.\u00a0 He was transfixed by the woman lying against him.\u00a0 She was warm and soft and smelled like heaven.\u00a0 He wanted to snatch his dirty hand away to clean it or hide it from her but, instead, he watched her small white hand moving along his own larger hand.<\/p>\n “Everybody in the city is the same.\u00a0 All dressed up and fancy.\u00a0 No beards or dirt or anything.\u00a0 I don’t know.\u00a0 I guess it’s nice but I miss it.\u00a0 I-\u00a0 uhnn.”\u00a0 Karyn arched her back and her hand clenched against Harold’s hand.<\/p>\n The young woman’s breasts bulged beneath her white bra.\u00a0 The bra whined in protest as the single clasp holding it in place broke.\u00a0 Karyn’s shirt flattened against her expanding breasts and she moaned in response.\u00a0 Her hand again went to Harold’s thigh, higher this time.\u00a0 The older man gasped.\u00a0 Karyn buried her face into Harold’s neck, whimpering lightly as her chest grew out enough to lift her tight shift up and away from her body, exposing her soft belly, smooth belly.<\/p>\n Harold gripped the bench tightly.\u00a0 Karyn’s hand was wrapped around his throbbing cock and her previously casual strokes were now smaller and more focused.\u00a0 Whimpers turned to moans.\u00a0 Karyn kissed Harold’s neck.\u00a0 Her lips were incredibly soft.\u00a0 Without a word, the young woman let go of the older man’s cock and took his hand, guiding it to the waistband of her pink scrubs.<\/p>\n “I-”\u00a0 Harold swallowed.\u00a0 “I-”<\/p>\n Karyn pushed the older man’s hand down past the tight waistband.\u00a0 She pulled his wrist down until his fingers brushed her mound.\u00a0 Her panties had tightened as her hips, ass and thighs widened and the fabric was pulled tight between her pussy lips.\u00a0 He could feel the heat radiating from her before his fingers moved lower.\u00a0 Harold’s fingers slid between Karyn’s lips and the woman groaned lightly into his ear.\u00a0 Her breath was nearly as hot as her pussy.\u00a0 Harold’s mind buzzed from need.\u00a0 He could feel how incredibly wet she was – how slick her pussy was.\u00a0 All it would take would be for him to push just a tiny bit and his finger would easily slip into her.<\/p>\n “I can’t.\u00a0 I-”\u00a0 Harold pulled his hand out.\u00a0 The smell of sex filled the air.\u00a0 “It’s not-”<\/p>\n Karyn whined and then pulled the older man’s head toward her.\u00a0 Their lips met and the young woman’s tongue slid into the older man’s mouth.\u00a0 Harold automatically wrapped his arms around the other woman.\u00a0 A dull ache settled between his eyes.\u00a0 He had a hard time focusing on what he was doing.\u00a0 The woman was slowly filling his entire world.<\/p>\n With a twist of her wide, thick hips, Karyn straddled Harold’s leg.\u00a0 She settled herself down onto him and her large ass spread, her hips jerking as his cock rubbed against her lips.\u00a0 She rocked her hips as they continued to kiss.\u00a0 The pink of her pants darkened as she soaked them in her excitement.<\/p>\n Karyn broke away from the kiss to lay her head on Harold’s shoulder, gasping and moaning as she grinded against the man.\u00a0 She gripped the back of the bench while her thick ass rocked back and forth in a sensuously perfect rhythm.<\/p>\n “Can,” Karyn asked, breathlessly, her voice small and quiet.\u00a0 “Can I call you Daddy?”<\/p>\n Harold gripped Karyn’s ass.\u00a0 The pants were thin and he kneaded her while spreading her open.\u00a0 He had no idea if anyone was watching.\u00a0 No thought was spared for anything except the woman grinding against him.<\/p>\n “Please,” Karyn gasped.\u00a0 “Please, Daddy?”<\/p>\n “Yes!” Harold moaned.<\/p>\n “Do you- do you like it, Daddy?\u00a0 Do you like how I feel?”<\/p>\n “God.\u00a0 God yes.”<\/p>\n “Tell me, Daddy,” Karyn moaned.\u00a0\u00a0 She grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled, struggling to get the tight fabric up and over her huge breasts.\u00a0\u00a0 With a grunt, she yanked and her breasts hung free in the chill night air.\u00a0 As if sensing their freedom, they expanded further.\u00a0 Hanging lower on her chest they now filled until they bulged, round and firm and massive.<\/p>\n A single drop of translucent liquid welled from the tip of Karyn’s left breast.\u00a0 The young woman leaned forward and Harold was forced back.\u00a0 She bent again to the older man’s ear.<\/p>\n “Daddy,” she asked.\u00a0 “Am- am I a good girl?”<\/p>\n “Oh, fuck,” Harold moaned.\u00a0 His cock ached deep in his pants.\u00a0 “Oh fuck.\u00a0 Yes.\u00a0 Yes.”<\/p>\n “Tell me, please.\u00a0 Please, Daddy.\u00a0 Please tell me.\u00a0 Please.\u00a0 Now.\u00a0 Please, Daddy.”<\/p>\n Liquid dripped from the tips of Karyn’s breasts.\u00a0 The young woman’s movements were becoming erratic and her breathing was hitched.\u00a0 She grunted and moaned and groaned, kissing Harold’s neck while she moved.<\/p>\n “Ohhhhh,” Harold moaned.\u00a0 “Oh, fuck.\u00a0 Oh.\u00a0 You’re- you’re a good girl.”<\/p>\n Karyn hissed in pleasure as something released deep within her.<\/p>\n “You’re my<\/em><\/strong> good girl,” Harold finished.\u00a0 The older man grabbed Karyn’s breast and, as he squeezed, a thin stream of liquid squirted from her nipple.\u00a0 His rough mouth took Karyn’s thick, hard nipple and he suckled from her.\u00a0 Karyn froze in place and her eyes rolled up and back.\u00a0 She gripped the older man, hugging him close to her chest.<\/p>\n “Say.\u00a0 Say it again, Daddy.”<\/p>\n Harold broke away and a line of milk spilled from Karyn’s nipple to roll down her firm, heavy breast.\u00a0 “You’re Daddy’s good girl,” he told her.<\/p>\n “Oh, Daddy.\u00a0 Can… can I kiss your penis?\u00a0 Is it okay?”<\/p>\n Instead of answering, Harold reached down between them to unzip his pants.\u00a0 Karyn stepped away eagerly.\u00a0 The crotch of the woman’s pants were dark and wet and her eyes were filled with pure lust.\u00a0 She kneeled before the older man to unbutton his pants.\u00a0 Both frantically worked until Harold’s cock sprang free.\u00a0 Karyn cried out in pure joy and immediately wrapped her small, white hand around the man’s thickness.\u00a0 Her massive breasts lay heavily against Harold’s knees.<\/p>\n “Is it okay, Daddy?\u00a0 Is it okay?”<\/p>\n “Yes.\u00a0 Yes, it’s okay.\u00a0 Please,” Harold answered.\u00a0 “Plea-”\u00a0 Karyn wrapped her full lips around the head of the man’s cock.\u00a0 Milk dripped from both of Karyn’s nipples as she pushed her head slowly down the man’s cock.\u00a0 Her throat bulged as she relaxed it to take all of him.\u00a0 When her lips touched his pubic hair, she reached a free hand into her own pants and moaned at her light touch.<\/p>\n Karyn pulled completely back and then spit on Harold’s cock.\u00a0 She coated the man’s thickness with one hand and then spit again.<\/p>\n “Am I your good girl?\u00a0 Daddy, am I your good girl?”\u00a0 Her hand worked fast against the man’s cock.\u00a0 Cars passed occasionally in the night but the street was otherwise empty.\u00a0 Harold grabbed Karyn’s hair and pushed her back to his cock.\u00a0 She eagerly bobbed up and down on him, her warm mouth and the huge amount of spit made the sloppy blowjob feel incredible.\u00a0 Karyn’s finger rubbed her engorged clit in a furious circle.\u00a0 She pressed against it and to the side and gasped at the sensitivity.\u00a0 She wanted to stop and focus on her building orgasm but she didn’t want Daddy to be angry at her.\u00a0 She wanted Daddy to be happy.\u00a0 She wanted him to cum in her mouth.\u00a0 She wanted to see him smile at her and stroke her hair and tell her what a good…<\/p>\n Karyn’s orgasm was sudden, sharp and completely unexpected.\u00a0 She looked up at her Daddy, ashamed that she came first.\u00a0 That she was a naughty girl.\u00a0 That she didn’t let her Daddy cum before she did.\u00a0 Karyn spit on her Daddy’s penis again and rubbed it with both hands.\u00a0 Her smart little tongue licked around the thick head of his penis and then she took him in her mouth again.\u00a0 One hand stroked him while her other hand, coated in her own cum, squeezed and pulled gently at her Daddy’s balls.<\/p>\n Two blocks away, the bus lumbered past a green light and began to slow.\u00a0 The sound tugged at Harold’s mind and he looked over to see the bus approaching.\u00a0 Suddenly frantic, he pushed at Karyn.<\/p>\n “The bus!\u00a0 The bus is coming!” Harold yelled.<\/p>\n Karyn worked her Daddy’s cock faster.\u00a0 He has to be close.\u00a0 Daddy has to be close.\u00a0 I’m not going to stop.\u00a0 I want Daddy’s cum.\u00a0 I’m a good girl.\u00a0 I am!\u00a0 I’m a-<\/em><\/p>\n Harold jerked as he came.\u00a0 His fingers clenched in Karyn’s hair and he gasped out.\u00a0 The bus pulled to a stop in front of him.\u00a0 Harold could see the bus driver, an old white woman, glare at him before immediately pulling away.\u00a0 He knew the woman’s name.\u00a0 They talked all the time on his ride home and she had recognized him.\u00a0 What am I going to-<\/em>\u00a0 Harold hissed through his teeth as Karyn continued to suck his overly sensitive cock.\u00a0 He felt himself swell again and again in her mouth.\u00a0 A line of thick cum slipped from the corner of Karyn’s mouth as he pushed her away.<\/p>\n “Too much.\u00a0 Fuck!\u00a0 Too much!”<\/p>\n Karyn wiped at the cum on her mouth and then licked her hand clean.<\/p>\n “Was I good, Daddy?\u00a0 Oh, Daddy, you tasted soooo good.\u00a0 Was I a good girl?”<\/p>\n A vein throbbed in Harold’s forehead.\u00a0 He’d missed his bus and the bus driver saw him getting a blowjob.\u00a0 In public.\u00a0 The bus stop was well lit so there was no chance she missed what was going on. \u00a0\u00a0And, yet, despite the stress of it all, this woman, this beautiful woman kneeled between his legs and all he wanted was more of her.\u00a0 Harold stroked the young woman’s cheek and she nuzzled back at him, beaming in appreciation.<\/p>\n “Yeah,” he said, his mouth dry.\u00a0 “Yeah.\u00a0 You were a very, very good girl.”<\/p>\n Karyn smiled brightly and then whined, rocking her hips.\u00a0 “Ohhhh, Daddy.\u00a0 I feel so hot inside.\u00a0 Inside my naughty place.\u00a0 I need… I need something… Daddy, I need something.\u00a0 I hurt inside there, Daddy.\u00a0 In a good way but it hurts.”<\/p>\n Harold swallowed.\u00a0 “Don’t you live near here?”<\/p>\n “Live near-”\u00a0 Karyn’s eyebrows furrowed and then she smiled, her bright even teeth showing.\u00a0 “You want to see my room?\u00a0 Oh, Daddy!\u00a0 Yes!”\u00a0 The young woman stood and Harold stood with her, hastily zipping his pants.\u00a0 He stopped Karyn as she turned to walk away.\u00a0 Her massive breasts were still bare.<\/p>\n “Can’t you- can’t you cover them?\u00a0 Your breasts?”\u00a0 Harold asked.<\/p>\n Karyn frowned and tugged her shirt down.\u00a0 “It hurts, Daddy.\u00a0 They’re too big.”<\/p>\n “Then, zip up your jacket?”<\/p>\n Karyn shifted her feet, whining.\u00a0 “Can you do it for me?”<\/p>\n Harold glanced at Karyn and then decided to not press the issue.\u00a0 Karyn grinned happily as Harold struggled to zip up her jacket.\u00a0 He finally gave up when the zipped stopped half-way up.\u00a0 In the right light, all you could see was an enormous amount of cleavage but her nipples were hidden.\u00a0 He could feel the zipper threatening to break so he stopped and called it good.<\/p>\n Karyn turned and flounced.\u00a0 Harold swallowed as he watched her.\u00a0 The young woman’s ass shifted and shook in her now-tight pants and he could see her breasts swaying heavily even as he stood behind her.\u00a0 His cock ached weakly in his pants.\u00a0 Plenty of time to get hard again<\/em>, he decided.\u00a0 He followed the young woman down the street.<\/p>\n —–<\/p>\n Robert walked down the street, blushing furiously in his anger.\u00a0 His chest ached and throbbed and his pants were tight against him.\u00a0 The little bitch in the store had patronized him the entire time.\u00a0 Smirking at him as he checked out and left.\u00a0 He’d taken her business card from one of the display cases near the register.\u00a0 It wouldn’t take much to find out where she lived and then she’d regret her behavior.<\/p>\n People streamed around him and Robert found his eyes drawn to the men walking nearby.\u00a0 To their crotches.\u00a0 His tongue made a slow circuit against his teeth but the taste of his cum was already gone.\u00a0 His heart hammered in his chest.\u00a0 He couldn’t stop wondering what another man’s cum would taste like.\u00a0 Robert swallowed several times at the thought of sucking another guy off.\u00a0 The angry blush turned to a deep need and he shivered with the pull of it.\u00a0 Beads of sweat broke out along his forehead.<\/p>\n “I gotta get home,” Robert muttered under his breath.\u00a0 “I just-”\u00a0 His apartment loomed above him and Robert fairly ran inside after unlocking the door.\u00a0 The young man rushed up to his room and locked his door behind him.\u00a0 He dropped the expensive bag of clothes to the floor and leaned against his inner wall, panting.<\/p>\n Robert walked unsteadily to his bathroom to splash water on his face.\u00a0 He looked at himself and, again, something felt off.\u00a0 He traced a finger along his cheeks (Were they higher?<\/em>) down to his chin (Was it softer?<\/em>) and up to his nose (Was it thinner?<\/em>) and finally to his eyes.\u00a0 He swore his eyelashes were longer but nothing was immediately obvious.<\/p>\n “Is my hair thicker?” Robert asked, out loud, running his fingers through his hair.\u00a0 As he shifted, he shivered at a twin sensation of pleasure from his chest.\u00a0 The young man slowly took his shirt off, his eyes never leaving the mirror.\u00a0 “Oh.\u00a0 Shit.”<\/p>\n Rather than the hard chest he was used to seeing, there were two small breasts dotted with large pink nipples.\u00a0 Robert became awash in a cold sweat as he stared at himself.\u00a0 The fog lifted from his mind and he finally realized what he’d done over the course of the day.\u00a0 Playing with his tiny breasts in the store.\u00a0 Fantasizing about the man in the massage parlor.\u00a0 Eating his own cum.\u00a0 At the thought, he shivered and bit his lip.<\/p>\n Shaking his head to clear the thought, Robert stared at his chest.\u00a0 His chest hair was almost entirely gone.\u00a0 Only a small patch on the middle of his chest, just below his breasts and a line from his belly button to the middle of his chest remained.\u00a0 He carefully touched the skin just under one of the breasts.\u00a0 He expected hard taut muscles (gained from working out constantly) but, instead, touched soft skin.\u00a0 His… breasts<\/em>… were smaller around than his closed fist and nearly flat against his chest.\u00a0 Both ached and there was a dull throbbing from deep within his chest, just under his breasts.<\/p>\n Looking down, Robert carefully cupped his right breast.\u00a0 The skin of it was extremely soft – softer than any other part of his body and softer than most of the breasts (women’s breasts!<\/em>) he’d played with.\u00a0 While he watched, the darker skin around the right nipple shriveled and moved and twisted and the nipple grew erect.\u00a0 Robert gasped at the feeling of it.\u00a0 He felt himself begin to grow hard from both the sensation and watching it happen.<\/p>\n The young man massaged his breast, carefully avoiding his nipple.\u00a0 The massage helped reduce the ache in the breast but he also found himself involuntarily shifting his feet.\u00a0 It felt really, really good.<\/p>\n Suddenly worried, he stripped down completely and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his cock right where it should be.\u00a0 Robert shivered again and held his sides, arms crossed just under his small breasts.\u00a0 He walked to the bedroom, unaware of the slight sway to his hips and the way his gently curved ass moved as he walked.<\/p>\n I’m fucked.\u00a0 I’m so fucked.\u00a0 It was that bitch at the hotel.\u00a0 It had to have been when she splashed the drink in my face.\u00a0 Whatever was in there is doing this.\u00a0 They have to change me back!\u00a0 They have to-<\/em>\u00a0 The thought stopped as he remembered his boss talking about the chemist.\u00a0 The very, very dead chemist and how nobody could understand his notes.\u00a0 Oh Jesus fucking Christ.\u00a0 Oh fuck.\u00a0 Maybe that’s all.\u00a0 I didn’t drink it.\u00a0 Maybe this is it.\u00a0 Maybe that’s all it’ll do.\u00a0 I can hide these.\u00a0 Hell, I could get surgery for it.\u00a0 <\/em><\/p>\n Robert scratched at his smooth, hairless leg.\u00a0 He began to feel a small bit of hope from the nightmare.\u00a0 I can bring the clothes back or just throw them away.\u00a0 I can control myself.\u00a0 This is nothing.\u00a0 I’ve had worse.\u00a0 I’ve been through worse.<\/em>\u00a0 He stood and walked swiftly to the door.\u00a0 Grabbing the black plastic bag, he walked towards the kitchen.\u00a0 I can just keep eating my own cum.\u00a0 I don’t need-<\/em><\/p>\n Robert stopped.\u00a0 The alien thought had come through naturally, on its own.<\/p>\n No.\u00a0 No I will not.\u00a0 No.\u00a0 I’m not a fucking pervert.\u00a0 I’m not… I’m not gay.\u00a0 That’s… that’s fucking…<\/em>\u00a0 The young man shivered again as his tongue rubbed around his teeth.\u00a0 He could almost smell it.\u00a0 His own cum.\u00a0 What did it taste like?\u00a0 He couldn’t quite remember anymore.\u00a0 What was <\/em><\/strong>it like?\u00a0 Robert dropped the bag and squeezed his body tight.\u00a0 He couldn’t remember what his cum tasted like but he could smell it somehow and the taste of it lay just beyond his memory.\u00a0 He felt himself drool a little and his cock stirred.\u00a0 God.\u00a0 It was amazing.\u00a0 The taste of it.\u00a0 And that was just mine.\u00a0 Better than anything else I’ve ever had.\u00a0 <\/em><\/p>\n Robert stroked his limp cock.\u00a0 The fog inside his brain began to return.\u00a0 He brought his fingers to his nose and inhaled.\u00a0 The faint smell of his sex was maddening.\u00a0 The young man rubbed his fingers against his lips as he continued to play with himself.\u00a0 His hand came down from his lips to tweak at his nipple and he jumped at the sharp pain and deep pleasure.\u00a0 His cock stirred and he moaned deeply but, still he was limp.<\/p>\n Slowly, unseen, his fingernails lengthened past his fingertips and then stopped.\u00a0 Robert released his nipple to massage his breast again.\u00a0 When the heel of his hand brushed the skin below his breast, chest hair easily came away.\u00a0 I just… I just need to get hard and cum.\u00a0 I just need to taste it.\u00a0 That’s all.\u00a0 That’s all I need.\u00a0 I just need…<\/em><\/p>\n Robert licked his lips as he began to sweat.\u00a0 He grunted as he jerked at his cock.\u00a0 The very edge of the bones of his face melted away and the shape of his face changed again.\u00a0 His smaller nose flared as he began to breathe hard.\u00a0 He pinched at his thick, pink nipple while massaging his breast and a moan escaped his lips.\u00a0 Those same lips swelled minutely.<\/p>\n And, yet, his cock still wouldn’t grow hard.\u00a0 Robert let out a shriek of frustration and his voice cracked.\u00a0 He stood there in his living room, panting.\u00a0 He knew he could usually get hard several times but something was off or he’d already spent himself too much.\u00a0 He shivered as his body broke out into another cold sweat.\u00a0 I can’t.\u00a0 I can’t wait.\u00a0 I have to have it.\u00a0 I have<\/strong> to.<\/em> I-<\/em><\/p>\n The solution crashed into Robert and he smiled tremulously.\u00a0 There was no other choice.\u00a0 None.\u00a0 Rational thought had fled earlier and left him with an insane, overriding need.<\/p>\n Lifting the bag of clothes, Robert brought it to the bed and dumped out the contents.\u00a0 Nearly transparent panties, pink top, black mini-skirt and pink cashmere sweater all fell to the bed.\u00a0 He licked his lips.<\/p>\n Grabbing the thin, lacey panties, Robert stepped into them.\u00a0 He pulled the panties up over his smooth legs, working his hips to let the high-riding panties sit just right.\u00a0 The mini-skirt followed and he felt a thrill from putting it on.\u00a0 He’d guessed at his size in the store and found he’d been right, but just barely.\u00a0 The skirt hugged his hips.\u00a0 Robert looked at the shirt and sweater.\u00a0 He’d forgotten a bra.\u00a0 A deep red blush of embarrassment crept up his neck.<\/p>\n Robert grabbed the sweater.\u00a0 The fabric felt incredibly soft in his hands.\u00a0 He brought it to his face and smiled, rubbing it against his check with his eyes closed.\u00a0 Still smiling, he slipped the sweater over his head and then down, gasping as it slid against his erect nipples.<\/p>\n The young man stepped into the bathroom to look at himself.\u00a0 He blushed shyly at himself in the clothes.\u00a0 He thought he looked… nice.\u00a0 Sexy, even.\u00a0 Robert placed his hands on his hips and turned a little.\u00a0 The back of the skirt bulged out slightly and he grinned at it.\u00a0 The black fabric neatly absorbed the small bump of his limp cock.<\/p>\n “I wish I had a wig,” Robert said to his reflection.\u00a0 He pulled at his thicker lips and eyes and then squealed with happiness.\u00a0 Digging through a drawer under the sink, he found an old makeup kit left by a previous lover.\u00a0 It was a small white bag and he found himself unsure of what most of the things were.\u00a0 Still, the red lipstick was fairly obvious.<\/p>\n Removing the cap and twisting the bottom, Robert leaned into the mirror and pushed the lipstick against his lips.\u00a0 It came on too thick at first so he wiped it away and tried again.\u00a0 Softly.\u00a0 In small strokes.\u00a0 He pursed his lips out and used the flat edge of the lipstick to brush up on his top lip to add color.\u00a0 A hint of color.\u00a0 And then, the same to his bottom lip, pulling down as he slowly worked around the lip.\u00a0 It wasn’t perfect but he was proud of himself.<\/p>\n Another of the things from the kit looked familiar – a large soft brush.\u00a0 He placed it against his cheek and softly brushed at his skin.\u00a0 Tiny hairs flaked away as the brush swept over his face.\u00a0 He couldn’t tell if the brush did anything but he figured it couldn’t hurt so he did the other side as well.\u00a0 He thought perhaps he was supposed to coat the brush from something else in the kit but he was afraid of messing up and didn’t want to take the time to look.\u00a0 He was practically frantic with desire.<\/p>\n He looked at himself again.\u00a0 A vaguely feminine face looked back at him.\u00a0 He blushed and the face blushed back.\u00a0 It was still him but still just<\/em> a little different.\u00a0 His chin looked sharper somehow.\u00a0 And his lips looked sexy.\u00a0 He pushed them out in a mock pout and then smiled at himself.\u00a0 He would look better with a woman’s wig but he was beginning to care less and less about how feminine he looked.<\/p>\n Under his cashmere sweater, the skin at the bottom and side of his breasts moved.\u00a0 Still mostly flat, his breasts grew larger and the nipples shifted in response.\u00a0 Robert barely noticed.<\/p>\n “Oh no<\/em><\/strong>,” Robert whined.\u00a0 “Shoes!\u00a0 I didn’t get any shoes!”\u00a0 His voice cracked at the end and it changed, growing to a slightly higher pitch.\u00a0 The young man bit his lip and then cursed himself when he remembered the lipstick he was wearing.\u00a0 What should I do?\u00a0 Oh god.\u00a0 I can’t wait.\u00a0 I can’t go to a store and buy shoes.\u00a0 I just… I can’t… I don’t care.\u00a0 I don’t care, I don’t care.<\/em>\u00a0 Before he could change his mind, Robert grabbed his black jogging shoes and slipped them on.<\/p>\n Robert took his keys, wallet and cellphone and then stamped his foot when he realized he had no pockets.\u00a0 I’ll hold onto them.\u00a0 It doesn’t matter.\u00a0 And I can put my things on the bar when I get there.\u00a0 <\/em>The young man smiled as he locked the apartment door and walked into the night.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Karyn hummed to herself as she closed her apartment door.\u00a0 She wore a pair of old, white running shoes along with her bright pink scrubs.\u00a0\u00a0 A light black jacket and small backpack completed her outfit.\u00a0 She 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