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The Roommate Pt. 01

By: Adrianneanal



This story is my first, I would love to hear feedback and constructive criticism about structure, pace, plot, characters, and anything else. This story is quite slow-going, and will have several parts. This section is mostly context establishment, and in the coming sections things are going to get much more sexual and heated.

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I lean forward, staring at a big cock going in and out of a girl's tight ass on my computer screen. I'm jacking myself off so hard, and I can feel the thong pressing against my asshole, I don't know why it's turning me on so much right now. I'm getting close, and stare intently at how the cock rhythmically thrusts into her ass. Suddenly, my cock erupts cum into my hand, filling it and then some with a huge load. A feeling of shame washes over me. This isn't my thong, it belongs to the girl who lives in my apartment. I pull it off, feeling guilty about taking it, and ashamed that I wanted to wear it. I'm a man, men don't get turned on by wearing thongs. At least, that's not what a man is supposed to like. I stare at the cock...I mean her ass, for a few more seconds before I close the private window on my computer.

I poke my head out the door to the hallway and make sure nobody else has come home. Then I sneak over to Claire's room. We've lived in the same apartment together for 7 months, after we were paired together to be roommates by a questionnaire from my college. I had written that I was looking for someone clean, organized, relatively quiet, and very respectful of privacy. I think she had written that she wanted someone who cooked, was willing to keep the place clean, and didn't mind her taking long showers. A natural fit as roommates. 

I delicately place her thong back into the top drawer of her dresser, sheepishly arranging it to look like it hasn't moved. I close the drawer and look around her room. It's pretty standard, and similar to mine. She has a nightstand with a lamp, some books, lotion, and deodorant. On her desk is her computer, pencils, a sketchbook, and what's this? Something I hadn't noticed when I first came into her room. Partially blocked by a tissue box I can see a tube of lubricant and a very realistic fleshy dildo. I take a step forward to get a better look, but simultaneously I hear someone trying to unlock the door to the apartment. I quickly, but quietly, tiptoe to the door of her room and gently close the door. I scamper back to my bedroom and sit in front of my computer, trying to look casual.

"Heyah" I yell to hear as I hear the door open.

"Hi, say do you mind coming out here and helping me?" She replies, somewhat fretfully. I can hear the crackling of paper bags and realize she needs help with groceries.

"Oh yeah, no problem." I say, getting up from my desk and walking out into the living room. I walk up to her and grab some of the bags for her.

"Thanks, just bring them to the kitchen and I'll put everything away." As she walks ahead of me to the kitchen I can't help but giving quite a long stare at her ass. It's being tightly hugged by her jeans, and she's slightly swaying her ass as she walks. She has dirty blonde hair that falls over her shoulders and halfway down her back, and it's razored at the edge to make it seem like that's how it is naturally. She's wearing a green jacket, sort of like an army jacket, but more stylish and fitted to her body. Her ass sways in her jeans because she's wearing 2.5 inch black high heels. She wears them religiously, probably because she knows the effect it has on her swagger. 

I put the groceries down on the marble tabletop of the island in the kitchen. "Anything else you need help with?" I ask, trying to sound polite. I try to be extra nice to her because even after 7 months we haven't gotten to know each other very well.

"Umm" She says looking around the kitchen and biting her thumbnail. "Not that I can think of." She replies, looking back at me. She makes direct eye contact, which in the light of the kitchen allows me to see how nice her eyes are. They're a piercing jade green, but the edges are accentuated by a bright orange. She has pale clear skin, topped off with a few adorable freckles. Her nose is slim, and her lips quite large, which just add to her aura of femininity. 

"Alright, well if you need anything I'm not busy." I say as I turn and start walking back to my bedroom. I look back at her as I go into my bedroom. She is putting her long hair up into a ponytail and taking off her jacket. I've always thought she was cute, but am too much of a coward to make a move. 

In my bedroom I take a look at myself in my wall mirror. My face is slim, but quite rounded which has always made me look younger than I am. I've been 18 years old for 8 months and I still sometimes get asked for my ID. My eyes are almond shaped, and a bright blue, which often causes me to get complimented on them. I'm rather tan, which adds to the effect of my eyes. My eyebrows are rather thin and shaped, unlike the bushy eyebrows my brothers had. My hair is light brown, and I keep it rather short and tamed. I grew it out when I was younger, but my brothers would tease me about it, so I've kept it short ever since. To match my face, my body is quite slender. My arms have always had much more tone than bulk, although I've been ignoring the gym so much that they don't have much tone left either. I have fairly nice legs though, since I walk almost everywhere and used to bike ride. I've been doing squats in the safety of my own home lately to keep my thighs strong, although unfortunately I think it's mainly just been making my butt more shaped. I'm about average height too, around 5'7", which makes me look even less intimidating. I'm comfortable in my body though, I guess, I never wanted to be one of those guys who are really bulked up. 

After looking in the mirror, I sit down at my computer again. I think to myself, "You don't like wearing panties. I know you've been doing it for a few weeks now, but tomorrow you won't, because you're a man. On top of that, only lesbian porn tomorrow, you love lesbian porn for fucks sake." As I'm talking to myself, the guilt fades away, and I'm able to do a little bit of my homework. I'm doing Anatomy homework, mostly because I needed a Biology credit and all the Biochemistry classes were full by the time I registered. I wanted to be in a Biochem class because that's what Claire studies, and I wanted to share at least one class with her. In Anatomy, we're studying the reproductive organs, which can sometimes be a bit embarrassing in class sometimes when we have to look at diagrams of penises, but everyone remains pretty mature since we are in college. Tonight I was just studying some of the parts of the penis for an upcoming quiz on each parts function. 

However, because the guilt had washed away, the desire to wear panties had started to come back, along with a few other nagging desires. I start thinking to myself, "Well, you should probably look at some pictures of cocks, since you need to study for the quiz." So I start to look at some porn, with men and women. Soon, though, I begin looking at just pictures of dicks. I examine how each of them differed, how some were more veiny than others, or the head a little more pink and delicious...Oh god, I mean, a little more pink and, uhm, long. Claire's call from the kitchen pulls me back into reality, and I quickly close the tab I was looking at as she opens the door to my bedroom. 

"Hey, do you think you could..." Claire says to me, before she glances at my computer screen, "Hey hey, haha, what are you looking at there?" She says jokingly, as she leans over and grabs my laptop. 

"Hey wait, give me that back!" I say, standing up and reaching for the computer. She pushes me back playfully, holding the laptop with one hand.

"Wow, lots pictures of dicks here huh?" She says laughing.

"It's for an Anatomy quiz, Jesus." I say as I snatch my laptop back from her and close it on my desk.

"Hahaha, I'll take your word for it. But anyways, do you think you could help me with the TV? I tried to get the Wii hooked up to watch Netflix and I've messed it up." She asks me, still slightly chuckling, but looking at me playfully much like an older sister would.

"Oh yeah, not a problem." I say, getting up and following her into the living room. "It really was for anatomy class though." I can tell I'm still blushing.

"I believe you, honestly." She says chuckling, I don't know why, but it infuriates me that I know she doesn't believe me. I go behind the TV and plug in the cables from the Wii, I'm a little unsure how she's so bad at this every time. I grab the remote and turn on the TV, the Wii is up on the screen.

"Alright, there you go. What're you gonna watch?" I say, giving the remote to her.

"I dunno, maybe some Breaking Bad or something, you gonna watch with me?" She sits down onto the sofa and looks at me. As she says that to me, I look at the television and see that it's close to midnight, which makes me start to feel tired. 

"Uhm, I don't think so, I have class tomorrow morning and I don't want to be too tired." I say to her, half-yawning. 

"Oh, alright well then maybe tomorrow night?" She says to me, turning on her show.

"Yeah, that sounds good. G'night." I give her a playful tap on the head and start back towards my bedroom.

"Night" she calls from the living room as I close my bedroom door. 

After closing the door, I walk into my room and feel something under my foot. I look down and see that it's a pair of panties. "How the hell did these get here?" I whisper to myself, thinking back to make sure I did put the thong back into Claire's room. "Did she drop them, or, maybe they were on the floor and she accidentally kicked them in here." As I'm trying to figure out how they got into my bedroom, I can feel myself start to consider wearing them to bed. After a few seconds my will breaks, and I give in to my desire. I slip off my pants and boxers, and slip on the comfy, soft, frilly black panties. I give my ass a look in the mirror, it looks like a woman's. Actually, it would even be a nice ass if a girl had it. I put some pajamas on over the panties, turned my light off, and went to bed. The apartment is always kept really warm, so I didn't bother putting a blanket on over me. I have a hard time falling asleep because my mind keeps wandering, stressing out about anatomy class, and getting distracted by the comfort of the panties against my body. Eventually I fall asleep. I open my eyes, half awake and dozing. I turn around and see my alarm clock says 3:30, and it feels cold, so I pull the blanket on top of my body. I fall back asleep, until my alarm starts to buzz and wakes me up.

I hit the off button and take a look at my alarm clock. It reads 8:45. I snuggle with the pillow for a moment, and then force myself to get up. I pull of the covers, stand up, and then walk to take a look at myself in the mirror. I'm still wearing my panties, actually, I'm not wearing my pajamas! I turn around and see them on the floor, I guess I must have overheated and kicked them off in the night. I take the panties off, feeling a bit of guilt again after sleeping, and put on my pajamas again. I tuck the panties into a drawer in my desk to return to Claire's dresser later. Then, I put on an Abercrombie t-shirt and go into the bathroom. The only downside of this apartment is the horrible bathroom. I don't mean horrible like the sink doesn't work, I just mean that it is the ugliest bathroom in history. The floor is bright green tile that has been yellowed and tarnished by years of use, paired with a sink, toilet, and bath set that is a dark orange rust. I turn the shower handle to the hottest it goes, undress, and wait until the water is steaming before I step in. I love warm showers, they make my skin feel so smooth and soft afterwards. After letting the warmth wash over me I lather up my body with Claire's lavender scrub, it smells amazing. Then I grab my Old Spice shampoo and conditioner, but when I turn it upside down, nothing comes out. Realizing it's empty, I grab Claire's Sunsilk shampoo. I look at the label, "Strawberry and Cream", whatever though, shampoo is shampoo. I wash my hair and can't stop sniffing the air as it fills up with a sweet strawberry smell. 

After washing my hair, I hear Claire knock on the door and yell, "Hey! I made some breakfast if you want any before you head out!"

I turn off the shower and reply through the door, "Really? Thank you, yeah I'll be right out." I quickly dry myself off with a towel that I then wrap around my waist. I grab my clothes and quickly scamper from the bathroom to my bedroom. I don't really like women seeing my body, since it's not anything impressive in terms of masculinity. As I'm searching for some clothes to wear in the closet, the idea crosses my mind to put on the panties under my boxers today. I swiftly put it out of my mind, but the thought keeps coming back. I think, "If they're under my boxers, nobody will know. But, if I just jacked off right now then I'd be disgusted by the thought of it. No, it's okay for a guy to wear panties, it's just because they're comfy, it's not gay or anything." My dissent breaks and I open the drawer and take out the frilly panties. I slip them on, put on my boxers, and then put on some jeans. I grab a t-shirt that's just a bit too small, but I like Passion Pit too much to get rid of it. When I walk out into the kitchen I see that Claire has made some eggs, toast, waffles, and already put some coffee on the table for me. 

"Woah, thank you so much. Is this coffee for me?" I ask, pointing at it.

"Yup, I already had a cup myself. Sorta why I've had enough energy to make this much this morning." She says to be, turning around from pouring the syrup onto her waffles.

I chuckle, and grab the cup. I take a long sip, knowing I'll need a couple cups to be able to stay awake during the lecture I have this morning. The coffee tastes really good, but I can't really put my finger on exactly what the added flavor is. "Hey Claire, what'd you put in this?" I ask, after finishing the last gulp. "It's really good."

"Oh yeah, I think it's this new creamer." She says, reaching into the refrigerator and taking out a bottle of Almond Joy flavored half and half. "Do you want me to pour you another cup?" She asks with a smile, reaching out for me to give her the cup. She seems to be in a really good mood, which is rare for her so early in the morning.

"Yeah, thanks." I say, giving her the cup. I walk over to the table and start eating the plate she's prepared for me. I hear her pour the coffee, and then hear a small plurp as she pours in the creamer. 

"Here you go, if you want anymore don't hesitate to ask." She says from behind me, putting the coffee on the table. "I think I'm going to start making breakfast more, I kinda like it." She says, smiling, as she sits down across from me and starts eating.

"Well, the food is damn good." I say between a mouthful, it is really good, and so I'm eating it fairly quickly. I chug the coffee, after which Claire grabs me one more. I chug that one too after finishing up the rest of my food. I bring my plate over to the sink.

"Do you want any more?" Claire asks, looking at me. I'm in a bit of a rush, since I realized I'm a few minutes late to be leaving since I got so distracted.

"No thanks, I've got to get going since the lecture starts in half an hour." I reply, putting on a jacket I grabbed from the back of the chair. 

"Oh! Okay, well I'll see you later then, I'll probably be back here around 6, we can watch Breaking Bad then!" I turn to her, smile, and then nod. She looks me right in the eyes, and then leans forward and gives me a small kiss on the cheek. I blush, and then go to my bedroom, quite flustered. 

I think to myself, "Heh, wow does she like me? Or, was that like a friend thing? Or a brother-sister thing? Or does she actually like me? Hmph..." Then I notice, strangely, that I'm not hard. Normally if a girl did something like that, I'd be embarrassingly hard, but I don't feel anything except the comfort of the panties against my ass and cock. I put it out of my mind, grab my school bag, and then head out the door.

"See you later!" I yell to her as I go out the door to the street. 

The lecture is incredibly boring, and despite the coffee I still doze off during it. The only thing that stands out during the entire lecture is a guy sitting behind me who tells me my hair smells good. After a few hours, the lecture ends and I leave the school. I'm lucky to have had so little today, because for some reason I'm really tired. Rather than study at the school or get coffee, I go straight home on the subway, on which I also doze off. When I get home, Claire is gone, and I fly straight into my bed. It's warm, so I pull my pants off and throw them onto the ground. I get cold pretty soon after though, and pull the covers up onto me before I fall asleep. 

As I sleep, I have a dream that I'm walking down the street in the city center. I look at the signs that all hang from the buildings up the street, until one catches my eye. It reads, "Frisky Business" and has a black and red sign with a picture of handcuffs. I walk into the store, and am immediately met with a visual onslaught of cuffs, panties, garters, dildos, lubricants, condoms, butt plugs, chastity belts, vibrators, and a million other things. In the dream, I walk up to the clerk and buy an ultra realistic fleshy dildo, identical to the one I saw in Claire's bedroom. I go home, lube it up, and just as it is about to enter my ass I wake up. I'm in a sweat, and my cock is rock hard, forming a tent in my blanket. 

I feel a hint of guilt, but now that I'm awake, all I feel is burning lust in my cock and my ass. I do the first thing I usually do when I get this horny. I poke my head out the door, to see if Claire is home, then go into the shower to jack off. Something about the hot water usually makes me cum extra hard, which helps when I'm extra horny like this. As I'm jacking off in the shower, I feel the hot water run from my shoulders, down my chest and back, over my cock, and in between my ass cheeks. The warmth turns me on, but after 20 minutes of jacking off the water begins to get cold, and I still haven't cum. 

I can't stop thinking about going into Claire's room and getting her dildo. I keep putting the thought out of my head, but I can feel my resolve slowly breaking. I quickly wash my ass with soap before the water gets too cold, and then turn off the shower. I grab a dry towel from the laundry hamper and quickly dry myself off. I slip on the panties. Then I peek out the door to see if Claire's home, she's not, and then nervously go into Claire's room. When I get into her room I see that her clock says 4:55. "That gives me plenty of time", I think to myself as I look under Claire's desk. I don't see the dildo, and then begin to panic because looking for it has made me want it even more. I open the top drawer of her dresser and see all her panties, but no dildo. I open the second drawer and see all her thigh-highs and socks. "I never knew she had these" I say to myself as I pick up a pair of sexy black lace thigh-highs. I discreetly slip them on, and then put my towel back on over everything. I open the third drawer, "Aha!" I say to myself excitedly.

I see two realistic dildos, one inflatable dildo, a butt plug, different lubes. I feel like I hit the jackpot. I eagerly grab the dildo I had seen in her room the day before, some lube, and run to my bedroom. I get onto my bed, pull my panties down, then lube up the dildo from its head all the way down to its silicon balls. Then, I get on all fours poking my asshole right up into the air and use one hand to reach back and stretch my ass cheeks apart. I put my face into the bed, and with my other hand I bring the wet dildo right up to my eager, puckered, pink, tight asshole. I get so horny I can't control myself, and without even putting the dildo in my ass I start to softly moan and talk dirty to myself. "I have such a hot little ass, such a hot little tight ass. Mmmf, oh my asshole is so tight your big cock will barely even fit. You'll stretch my little pink ass so wide with your nice big cock." I talk to myself like I've heard every porn star speak. 


The Roommate Pt. 01



Then, I start to push the dildo into me. Suddenly, my horny moans turn to moans of pain, as the head of the cock pops into my ass. I pull it out quickly, my asshole pulses with the pain from being stretched out so quickly. I lay in bed for about a minute, telling myself it hurts too much. But, it starts to hurt less after a couple more minutes, so again I eagerly push the cock against my pink asshole. It pops in, and it hurts, my eyes water, but I can take it this time. I start to push in a little bit further, and further, feeling my ass pulse and squeeze on the silicon dick. It doesn't hurt as bad, I push it in a little, pull it back out a little, my ass starts to get used to the feeling.

Soon, or what feels like soon, the balls of the cock are against mine. "I bottomed out that giant cock in my ass!" I think excitedly. Then, I start pushing the dildo in and out of my ass a little bit more, and little by little a gentle fucking becomes an extreme pounding. I start pushing the cock in and out of my ass hard, and fast, and fuck it feels amazing. I fuck my ass hard, like I see the pornstars do it, and soon I start to feel sore, but I don't even consider stopping. I moan, and begged for more, really losing myself in the intoxicating feeling of having the big dick stretch my ass. After calming down a bit, I keep pushing the cock in and out of my ass, and suddenly remember that I still have to pay attention to my dick. It's been throbbing hard the whole time. I reach down and grab it, feeling my hand squeeze my cock and my ass squeeze around a fake cock simultaneously. Cum shoots out of my dick in no time, and my and gets soaked in cum. I fall to my side on the bed, overcome with sleepiness and shame. 

I pull the dick out of myself and look down at it, embarrassed and ashamed that I used a dildo, particularly one that's so realistic. My memories of the past while of masturbating flood back to me, and the guilt of having begged for a cock make me even more tired. I look at my cock and realize I've accidentally soaked Claire's panties in cum, now I start to panic. I look over at my clock and it reads, 5:52. Okay, no I start to really fucking panic. I run out of my bedroom to the bathroom, quickly wash the lube off the dildo and dry it off. I return it, and the thigh-highs back to Claire's drawers, then take the panties off and hide them in the bottom of the hamper. I need to remember to do the laundry before she does. I go back into my bedroom, put on my clothes from earlier, and then go onto my computer and act casual. The time on my laptop is 5:59, damn close, I'm glad I made it. "Did I seriously masturbate for an hour? It felt like no time at all", I think. "I can't believe I broke the rule I'd set for yourself, only yesterday! That was most definitely not 'only lesbian porn'. What if Claire finds out? She might actually like me, but she'd move out for sure if she knew I used her dildo and wore her clothes. Don't do it again, I just hope she won't notice." After calming myself down a bit I take a look in the mirror. 

Something looks a bit off, but I can't exactly tell what it is. I take off my shirt. "Hold up, that seems weird." I say to myself as I get closer to the mirror to examine myself. It seems like my chest has grown a little bit, like, if I look from a certain angle it sorta looks like I have little boobs. Really little, but that's still weird. Also, my nipples seem a bit bigger, ever so slightly, and a bit darker too. I reach up and touch one. "Woah. That-mmf, that definitely feels different", I say to myself. I let go of my nipple, and then take my pants off. I look at my whole body and face in the mirror, my chest isn't the only thing that seems off. My waist looks a little bit slimmer, and my hips a little bit wider. I turn around and look at my back, my butt looks a bit bigger too. My butt looks bigger and rounder, almost like, even more feminine. Looking in the mirror, I notice something else that bothers me. I hadn't noticed before, but my dick looks smaller than it did yesterday. I look up at my face, and I realize that my lips look a tad bit bigger, and my hair quite a bit longer. "What the fuck?" I say to myself as I stare at my reflection. 

Suddenly, I hear Claire. "Hello? Are you home yet?"

"Yeah, I'm in my room, I'll be right out!" I call back. I consider telling Claire about this, but I'm too embarrassed, it could just be in my head. Plus, she might like me, I don't want to ruin anything. I put on my pants and a sweatshirt, in case my chest is visible. I walk out of my bedroom and see Claire in the living room scanning through shows on Netflix. "Heyah." I say to her.

She turns around and looks at me. "Hey, how are you feeling?", she asks quite tentatively. I'm a little perplexed by the way she asks, but don't think much of it.

"I'm feeling pretty good, you?" I reply as I sit on the sofa next to her.

"Not bad." She says, smiling at me. "Got anything you want to watch tonight?" 

"Not off the top of my head, it's up to you." I reply. I turn off the lights and she puts on some romantic comedy I've never heard of. It's not too bad, but it's pretty damn girly. I keep dozing off during the film because I haven't stopped being tired today. About halfway through the film, Claire leans onto me and almost starts cuddling me. Throughout the second half of the film she tentatively brushes her hand against my chest and my crotch a couple of times. I can't stop dozing off, and I think being so tired keeps me from getting hard. Not that I want to get a boner, that would be embarrassing if she notices. 

I start dozing off right near the end of the film, my eyelids feel way too heavy and I basically pass out. I awake a couple of times, but only drowsily. It almost feels like when I black out drunk sometimes. When I wake up, I'm lying in my bed. I'm not sure how. I look to my right and see my alarm reads 10:36. "Jesus, I slept for like, 14 hours." I say to myself.

I shift in the bed to get up, and I'm welcomed with a lot of strange feelings. Firstly, I pull off my covers and notice that I'm wearing panties. Then, when I try to sit up, I feel incredibly dizzy. I look down and see that I really wasn't crazy. My chest definitely looks different. I start panicking, "Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit. How the fuck did this happen?" My voice sounds weird, almost like it's higher, and softer. "I-I-I'm a fucking B-Cup!" I yell-whisper to myself. I'm in full panic mode now. I pull down the panties and look down to see if my fears are true. Not exactly. My cock is still there, but it's small, a lot smaller than it used to be. Then I notice, whenever I turn my head I can feel something brushing against my shoulders. I run towards the mirror and stare back at my reflection in shock. "Oh fuck... How the fuck, how the fuck was I so stupid to not fucking tell anyone about this last night, when-when I could have fucking done something! Oh my fucking god!" I whisper and yell to myself. I still don't want Claire to realize what's going on.

I look at my reflection again. I'm definitely shorter. My hair has gotten longer, and it goes down a couple inches past my shoulders now. My face seems even softer now. My lips, and eyes are bigger too, but I don't actually look all that different in my face. Definitely more feminine. My chest is probably what shocks me the most, last night was just a tiny difference, but these are like, tits. I have tits. Perky tits actually, and they're definitely a B-cup too. My nipples are bigger, and they're hard right now too. My waist is even more slender, and my muscle there has turned to just nice flat abs. I pull down my panties to assess the damage. My cock is probably only 3 inches max, and it's hard as a rock too. I turn around and my ass has gotten even bigger, and rounder. I thought I had a feminine butt before, but now, Jesus this is a fucking bubble butt. I can't stop swearing to myself, I'm almost hyperventilating. I catch my breath, eventually doing deep breaths that calm me down. 

I grab a pair of pants, a t-shirt, and a sweatshirt, but the pants don't fit around my hips anymore, my hips are too big. All my pants are the same size too, none of them fit, after trying on three pairs I see that a pair of Claire's yoga pants have somehow ended up in my pants drawer. Without thinking, I put them on just to have something to cover myself with. I put on the t-shirt, and my hard nipples poke right through it, so I cover myself up more with the sweatshirt. I poke my head out the door, I don't think Claire is home. I walk out into the hallway, I feel dizzy, and I don't know what the hell to do now. Do I go to the hospital, do I go the school medical wing? Suddenly, I hear Claire's door open. I run towards the living room, but I fall because my feet have gotten smaller and I'm not used to it. 

"Hey! Are you alright?" Claire asks and she runs towards me and helps me up. She looks at my face, and says, "Oh wow, this worked a lot quicker than I expected."

"What? What do you mean?" I say to her, perplexed but also angry because I feel a sense that I know what may have happened. My voice still sounds weird, it's not mine, it sounds more like a woman's voice. 

"Well, think about it for a second." Claire says, looking straight into my eyes.

My mind feels like it's about to explode. I'm bombarded with emotions and questions, and overwhelmed with confusion and... anger I think? "Claire, did you do this to me? Did you..are you turning me into-" the hyperventilating starts coming again, and I pass out. 

As I sleep, I have a dream again. It starts out the same as the last one. I'm walking down the road, until I see a sex shop, and then I go inside. However, this time, rather than buying a dildo I go behind the counter. From there, I walk through a doorway into a corridor with several small dimly lit rooms with curtains in front of them. I go into one of the rooms and sit down in a chair. There is a hole in each wall in the little room, and from each of them comes a cock. I grab the cocks to my left and right, and start jacking them off. Then, I look down at the cock in front of me. It was a little glistening bead of delicious looking precum. The cocks have an intoxicating smell, and as I see the precum start to drip from the cock I quickly put my tongue below to watch the cum. Just as I'm about to put my lips up to the head of the cock, I wake up.

When I awake, I'm lying on the sofa in the living room. On the floor in front of me is the dildo I used before, the thong, and the cum soaked black frilly panties. Alongside those are several pictures of me in the frilly panties, and pictures of me in the panties I woke up wearing this morning. I sit up, still feeling dizzy, and then I notice that Claire is standing across from me on the other side of the stuff on the floor.

"Do any of these objects seem familiar to you?" Claire asks sternly, standing above me intimidatingly.

"Uhm"...Do I lie? Or do I tell the truth because I'm too far gone to lie? "Yeah, well, except for the pictures."

"Uh-huh. Well the pictures are my insurance. If you do anything I don't like those pictures are going to your parents, brothers, and everyone in our college. So tell me, why do you recognize these objects?" Claire looks back at me with piercing eyes, she's really intimidating, and I can't lie to her.

"Well, the thong I wore a few nights ago when I jacked off. The black panties I found in my bedroom, wore to bed, and came all over. And... well the dildo, I uhm..." I say, trailing off.

"Spit it out." Claire snaps.

"I fucked my ass with the dildo." I say, shamefully. "And, I woke up wearing those panties this morning."

"I know, I put those on you. I also left the black panties on the floor for you to find. I knew you'd been wearing my panties since the first time you did it. You left them in the wrong drawer and they were wet with precum. I didn't think much about it until I noticed you were wearing my panties on a near daily basis. So, I thought up a plan that would help both of us." Claire says, deviously. I look at her, hanging on every word out of the intense curiosity I have for what has been happening. She looks at me to see I'm still paying attention. 

"You know that Biochemistry grad student I've been spending a lot of time with? Well, he's been working on a secret side-project to develop a gender swapping pill. I found out about him from another student in my chem class last semester, and after you started wearing my panties I decided to contact him. He told me he could use a hand in the lab to help developing it, and that he needed a test subject. Fortunately, I could do both. Once we got a powder done, I brought it back here and kept it in my drawer, waiting to see if I would need it. 

"Once you got cum in my thong, that was the last straw, and after I saw you looking at all that cock online I knew it was time. I had to set a trap first though, one final test. I left the black frilly panties in your room on purpose to see if you would put them on, which you did. Not only that, but I noticed that my dildo was damp in my drawer when I got home. After you fell asleep, I checked under your pajamas and saw you had them on. Then, I took off your pajamas and took a few pictures of you. Those are right here." She says, pointing down to the images of my ass in the moonlight in panties, and full body shots of me in just the panties. 

Claire looks at me to see that I'm not passed out again. I'm still paying attention, a lot of confused emotions towards Claire and towards myself are building up inside me. "Well, then I made you breakfast. I wasn't sure you'd eat it though, but I knew you would have coffee. I filled the coffee with the powder, a lot of it too. Fortunately, it tastes kinda sweet rather than disgusting. You downed so much of it I wasn't sure you weren't going to pass out and become a bimbo on your way to the lecture. Do you get it all now?" Claire looks down at me somewhat condescendingly, and all I can do it look up in shock.

She opens her mouth and continues, "When I got home, I could tell you'd used my dildo. It was slightly damp. But that didn't convince me the powder had worked, since I think you've been a bit of a cock loving slut this whole time. When I saw you, that's when I knew the powder had worked, your boobs were starting to fill out, and your hair was longer. Your voice was definitely higher, and you had hardly any feeling in your cock because whenever I touched it during the film you hardly noticed. But that's all in the past now. Now, you're mine, and there's nothing you can do about it." Claire means it, and she's right, there's nothing I can do. Oh fuck.



The Roommate Pt. 02



Constructive criticism is welcome and encouraged, but please do try to keep it constructive. This post is part two of my first erotic story: The Roommate.

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It's been a week since Claire gave me the formula to change my body, and "turned me into her slave" as she calls it. I've been able to keep going to classes without much problem, too. I always was the quiet one so my voice isn't a problem, I've been wearing baggy sweatshirts to hide my new boobs, and I've been putting my hair into a ponytail. Nobody seems to even realize it's different. My biggest concern is my face. It is rounder, softer, and generally more feminine than it was before, but without makeup I still look fairly the same, just more androgynous. Claire has been easy on me, all she's been making me do is the dishes and laundry. Other than that, it's pretty much been life as it was before. Normal. To be honest, I expected Claire to make a lot more changes than this. I mean, she has the power to do more.

I'm starting to get used to my boobs a bit, and lately I've been playing with my nipples when I jack off, it really feels pretty incredible. My cock is a lot smaller now too, although, I'm starting to feel like that's not a very big deal. I didn't get much action with girls before anyway, so the only big difference now is that I use a couple fingers and my thumb instead of my hand to jack off. I'm getting used to this new body, but I've been plotting how to get my old body back.

My plan is to get Claire to leave the house, if only for a few minutes, without her phone. I'll take it, delete the pictures, and then search her contacts to get the number of that biochemist she developed the formula with. I'm not sure what I'll do from there, but I'm sure I can think of something between now and then. The biggest challenge is getting Claire out of the house without her phone. She carries it around her all the time, not only because she's addicted to it, but because she wants me to know her control. I can't really call any of my friends to help out either because they won't recognize my voice. I'm getting close to setting off a fire alarm or something, I can't spend my whole life with this body.

Oh, and I definitely can't live with the new name Claire gave me. "Nellie" is not a suitable name for a man. My real name is Neil, but I have to let her call me Nellie because if I don't then those pictures will be everywhere. I would have to change schools if the pictures got out, and I don't know how I would ever face my family either. Hence, even though I hate my new name, I just have to live with it.

From my bedroom I can hear the door open. "Oh Nellie! Come out here, I want to see your pretty face!" Claire yells, trying to sound as cheery as possible. That makes me worried.

"Coming, m'am!" Yeah, that's her name now. I walk into the living room and see her standing in the doorway with two hands full of shopping bags.

"Ooo, don't you look cute! I'm glad you like wearing my clothes now." She says, looking me over. My face turns bright red. I'm wearing yoga shorts and one of her tank tops. I can't help it that my clothes don't fit anymore! Besides, these are more comfortable, I see why girls like to wear them.

"I-uhm- they just fi" I stutter, but she cuts me off.

"Oh you don't need to do any explaining to me!" She winks at me, which just makes me more embarrassed and frustrated. "Are the dishes all done Nellie?"

"Yes ma'am, I washed all of them earlier and did your laundry," I respond dutifully. I don't want her to have any hint that I'm plotting against her.

"Good. Well then come here, take all these bags, and bring them into your room. They're my present to you, my slutty, sissy, big butted, perky titted, little slavegirl." She says to me, as though she were talking to a puppy. I know she's trying to bait me, and I'm trying my hardest to resist. What if she realizes, by me not taking the bait, that I'm planning to reverse these changes? Maybe I'm acting too restrained. I grab the bags, oh god, they're all clothes. They're all girl clothes. Here's my chance, I'll give a little resistance to avoid suspicion.

"I'm not going to wear these if that's what you expect!" I yell, looking into the bags. I immediately regret my decision. She slaps me in the face, hard. Damn hard.

"That is exactly what I expect! I paid a lot for all these and you're going to wear them everywhere! Here, in the street, and to class! It's time you start dressing in a way that's more appropriate for your body, and your classmates should really see the new you. Oh, and also if you don't wear them right now I'm going to send the pictures to everyone." She pauses and then looks at me sweetly while leaning with her hands on her knees. "So, what'll it be honey?"

I look down at the bags and pick them up, defeated. I bring the bags to my room and start looking through them. Wow, at least Claire has good taste in clothes, some of these are really cute!...Did I just say that? I'm a man! I don't like these clothes! I think about resisting again, but my common sense overrides. Fine, I'll wear these if it gets me closer to fixing this mess. A lot of these clothes are really revealing. I pick out something cute and modest and quickly put it on. A short jean skirt, a light blue bra, and a white crop top with "Minutes to Midnight" written on it.

Claire knocks on the door. "Nellie? Come out, I want to see what you've tried on!"

I can't explain it, but as much as I hate it, wearing cute clothes after a week of baggy sweatshirts gives me a bit of a rush. I step out and show Claire what I've got on. "Oh wow! Look at how cute you look! Stand still, I want to get a look from all angles!" Suddenly I hear the shutter of a camera. How did I not see this coming? "Perfect! Now I have pictures to show how well you've transformed! And more to blackmail you with." She says, slapping my butt. I'm red with anger and embarrassment at not realizing what she was going to do. I stand there quietly. She pulls my skirt up without warning, prompting me to try to cover myself with my hands. "Wow Nellie, you look so good in that little thong!" She teases me. "You can hardly even see your little cock! It's practically a clit now!" She lets go of my skirt and walks towards her bedroom, after giving me another slap on my bare ass.

I go back into my bedroom. Something about her calling my dick a clit pierced right through me. Have I been too docile? How did I let things get this far? I start to worry that there may not even be a way to turn me back. I start to doze off to sleep between mini panic attacks that I may be stuck this way. I pull off my skirt and top and fall asleep wearing just my underwear. I've been sleeping a lot since I got given the formula; Claire says it's a side effect that will go away. I don't mention to her the dreams I've been having though.

Tonight the dream is even more vivid and graphic than usual. I'm walking through the glass doors to the Starbuck's I go to every morning before class. I order a Vanilla Latte, just like I do every morning. Once I get my drink I grab a book and sit down at a table by the window. As I'm sitting at the table, drinking the latte, I look down and realize I'm wearing my girl clothes. I'm in my girl body too, and my legs look freshly waxed. In the dream though, this feels normal, and I keep drinking and reading. I look to my left and see that one of the handsome baristas keeps looking over at me while he makes someone's coffee. He's rather tall, has an angular chin with some cute stubble, and he has medium length wavy brown hair. Once he has served the customer, I walk over to him, swaying my hips, and I lean over the counter to give him a good look at my cleavage.

He looks at me and says, "Can I help you?"

I look up at him, trying to look sexy and a bit coy and say, "Yeah, you can." I look over to the bathroom door, and nod my head towards it when I look at him. "Join me over there." I say, and then saunter over and close the door. A few seconds later I hear a knock on it, and see him standing outside when I open it. He comes inside, and once the door closes he immediately pushes me into the wall and starts making out with me. He forcefully explores my mouth with his tongue, and the feeling of his stubble against my smooth face makes me so horny that I get dizzy. I clumsily start undoing his belt, and then I unzip his pants. Once his cock flops out I look down. It's about average size, uncut, and absolutely gorgeous. It's a gorgeous cock and before I can even think about it, I'm already sitting on the floor licking up and down its length. He rolls his head back and lets out a deep moan as he grabs my head. He runs his fingers through my hair and then uses it to forcefully pull my eager mouth onto his throbbing dick. I open my mouth wide for him. Even though it's not long, it's nice and wide. It makes me shiver with excitement when I think about how much his nice cock will stretch my tight, puckered, pink boypussy.

My tongue glides along the head, but he wants more and pulls me further down onto his dick. I get into a rhythm of bobbing up and down on his cock as he holds my head. I swirl my tongue around the head, then he pulls me down and I suck delicately along his shaft. When I get to the bottom of his cock, it goes deep into my warm wet throat, and simultaneously I push my tongue out and lick his balls. He groans in satisfaction when I do this, and then he says in a low sexy voice, "God, how are you so good at this?" It makes me so horny to know he likes what I'm doing. It just feels so natural, I think to myself. I guess I'm naturally a good cock sucker! Not long after, he grabs my head and pulls me off. I give a pouty look up at him and then he says, "Oh, I thought you would want me inside you." He winks at me, and I perk up, realizing I'll get to take a cock in my ass.

I quickly stand up, flip my skirt up, pull down my panties, spread my legs, and put my hand on the sink to bend over. He looks down at me lustfully, clearly turned on by my enthusiasm. "Oh, I didn't know you were trans" he says. Oh shit. I had completely forgotten about my little clit. I look back at him, and he leans in and whispers in my ear, "I think it's hot." I could melt right here; I've never been more turned on. He grabs my hair with one hand and the base of his dick with the other. He points his big, wet, throbbing, gorgeous cock right against my asshole and gently rubs in circles to tease me. It's almost as though I gave this guy a list of things that turn me on when I told him to follow me here.

My ass and his cock are soaked with my spit. Thank god I deep throated him so much. Suddenly, without warning, he pulls my hair hard and thrusts deep inside my ass. The spit and his precum lube his cock so well that he bottoms out all the way inside me in one single motion. I can't help but give a girly whimper as he thrusts inside me, and he simultaneously gives a deep, sexual moan. "Oh fuck!" I say, looking back at him with sexy whimpering eyes as he pulls out and thrusts inside me again. I look into his eyes, push out my ass, and he grabs onto my hips. Soon he is thrusting deep inside me over and over, and I'm dirty talking him, trying my hardest to get him to use my ass as his cum dumpster.

"Oh yeah, you like that tight ass? Does my tight little fuckhole turn you on? Keep fucking that hole, use it like your fucking cum dumpster, baby." I'm so turned on I don't even think about what I'm saying. I think at this point I'm talking dirty because it turns me on more than him. "Oh fuck, I want more, give me more of that nice thick cock! I bet you've never had a girl with a tight pussy like this, have you? You like stretching that tight little pink ass with your thick cock?"

He grabs my hips hard, and pushes deep inside me. Then he whispers, "Oh fuck, I'm gonna fucking cum!" I've never been more excited in my life as I wait to feel the torrents of his warm cum shoot deep inside me.

Then I wake up. "God damnit" I whisper to myself, still half awake, and frustrated that I didn't get to feel him cum inside me. As I wake up, I start to feel slightly ashamed about the dream, but my horniness takes over and demands much more attention. I look down and see essentially the same as what I saw in my dream. The only difference is that my legs aren't freshly waxed. I lost almost all my body hair because of the formula, but my legs still have that peach fuzz kinda hair on them. I'm overcome with the urge to wax my legs. I try once again to tell myself, "You're a man! Men don't wax their legs, they don't wear skirts, and they don't dream about getting fucked in the bathroom at Starbucks!" I've already gone so far though, and I can feel my resolve breaking. "But I have boobs, and basically a clit. Men don't have that. Maybe...I'm not a man? Whatever!" I stop trying to think and just decide.

"I'm going to wax" I whisper to myself.

As I get out of bed I remember that I haven't finished going through the bags of things Claire bought me. I pull out at least 15 pairs of panties, ranging from g-strings to boyshorts. Then come all the thigh-highs and knee high socks. She went a bit crazy with those too, but they're all cute, or insanely slutty. The ones that are paired with garters, I classify as slutty. She also bought me a schoolgirl uniform. I really hope she doesn't expect me to wear it to class, because that would be too much for me to handle. There are some normal clothes though. She bought me a couple pairs of yoga pants, some booty shorts, bras, a few cute t-shirts, crop tops, tank tops, and some nice shoes and heels. I'm actually kind of excited, I have so many clothes now, and so many choices for outfits! I hesitate, but whatever, I might as well enjoy it while it lasts. There are a couple bags left that I haven't gotten to yet. When I open the first one I'm pleasantly surprised. I had forgotten about makeup and jewelry! Claire didn't though, and all I can think about is how much money this cost. She'll be pretty pissed when I switch back.

This bag has foundation, eyeshadow, mascara, eyeliner- everything a girl could dream of. She even bought me a few pairs of earrings, some silver and some gold because she doesn't know my preference. With my skin tone, obviously silver. "I'm talking more like a girl, shit." I whisper to myself, but I'm quickly distracted when I notice that she got me nail art stencils. "I can paint little flowers on my nails! These are fucking cute!" I say to myself, picking the stencils up. I remember the last bag and grab it, assuming it will be more clothes. I was wrong though.

When I open the black bag I'm met with something I definitely had not expected: a plethora of sex toys. On top is a really realistic cock, just like the one Claire has, but underneath that is an inflatable dildo, a butt plug, a vibrator, two more dildos, anal lube, flavored condoms, nipples clamps, and handcuffs. "Jesus christ" I whisper as I take all of the contents out of the bag. I can't help being tempted by the dildo though. It even has veins, and balls, and the head of it is the perfect shape and color. I reconcile that I'll wear the yoga pants as pajamas, hide the dildo and lube in a towel, and go use some of Claire's waxing strips in the bathroom. "I'm just making the most of things" I say to myself as I walk out the door, trying to justify this to myself.

I tip-toe to the bathroom to avoid waking up Claire. I have class early today, so she's still asleep while I get ready. Once I get to the bathroom I take my clothes off and examine myself in the mirror. My boobs kept growing for a few days after I took the formula, but they seem to have stopped on the bigger end of a C-cup. My nipples are small and perky, they're always hard, but Claire says that will stop after a few more days. My hair has started growing a lot slower too, it's about a third of the way down my back now, and Claire has been making me use her shampoo to make sure it stays healthy. My face looks distinctly feminine now. My lips are fuller, my eyelashes longer, eyebrows thinner and more shaped, and my jaw rounder. I guess it's right that I should start dressing as a girl now, I only barely pass as a guy anymore. My cock might even be less than 2 inches now, but it's hard after that dream; my hardon hasn't gone down since I woke up. My balls are quite a bit smaller too, which I guess is to be expected with the chemical change in my body. My waist got pretty small, too, but all the fat from my waist just went down a few inches to my hips. My hips are wide, and my butt is pretty damn ample, as if it wasn't big enough already. Fortunately though, because I already did so much cardio, I have a bubble butt that is super perky. I've gotten used to checking it out daily now, and the panties I wear just make it look even rounder. I'm only about 5'5" now, a couple inches shorter, but nobody else seemed to notice.

After giving myself a look, I grab the waxing strips out of the bathroom closet. In my excitement to have ultra smooth legs, I just ignore the instructions on the box and pull out the strips. I place one onto my leg and then press it down hard to make sure it's stuck. I expect it to hurt a lot when I pull it off, but instead it just stings a little bit. I don't really have much hair to take off, but where I waxed it looks and feels much smoother. It only takes me a few minutes to get both my legs done, but then I can't stop feeling my legs up and down. They feel so smooth and feminine, I love it. I turn on the shower, and as I wait for it to heat up I can't stop eyeballing the dildo. "Maybe I should jack off in the shower, then I won't want the dildo." I say to myself quietly.

It feels amazing to step into the warm shower and feel the water on my smooth legs. I look down and see that I still have some pubic hair above my little dick. "Hrmm" I grab a razor and shave a cute little landing strip into my pubes. It looks way cuter and more feminine, much better. I start playing with my clit, but it doesn't really feel like much. After 10 minutes, I get frustrated and hop out of the shower to grab the dildo and the lube. Lucky for me, the dildo has a suction cup on the bottom, so I suction it to the ground and get my ass nice and lubed up. Then, slowly, I sit myself down onto the nice big dick and start slowly riding it, feeling the head and then every vein on the shaft slowly inch into me until I reach the balls. "Mmmph" I can't help but moan when I feel that I've bottomed out the cock inside me. It went in really easily, strange, but I guess it's just because I'm so horny.

Soon I'm riding the dildo hard, going all the way to the top, and then shoving the whole thing back inside me forcefully. This feels way better than when I jacked off, and without thinking about it I start moaning as the cock penetrates deep inside my ass. I start feeling something I've never felt before. It feels like a building sensation, kinda like an orgasm, but different. It's building in the pit of my stomach, and then, without warning I start to have an orgasm. I don't cum though, I just can't stop moaning and fucking myself on the long dick, and my ass clenches hard around the dildo as my body starts to lose control. It feels like I'm cumming, but without actually cumming. I collapse into a heap on the floor of the shower, feeling incredibly satisfied, but still horny because I didn't actually cum. I think I've been in the shower long enough though, and turn the water off once I get all the lube off the dildo and shampoo out of my hair.

As I step out of the shower onto a towel I hear a knock on the door. "Oh Nellie!" Claire chirps through the door. Oh shit, was I being loud?

"Yes ma'am?" I say, my already high voice cracking with nervousness.

"I couldn't help but overhearing you in the shower, and was wondering if you could use some help in there!" She giggles. "Open the door." I have to obey, and dutifully I open the door. She barges in. She grabs my neck and forces me forward over the counter. She grabs my ass and spreads it wide so she can see my asshole. "Wow. I'm glad you liked my gift!" She laughs, sliding her finger in circles around my still quivering hole. "What a nice boypussy you have. That's what it is by the way, a boypussy." She slaps my buttcheek hard and steps back, which lets me stand up straight again, although I can hardly stand straight with the shock and shame I'm feeling.




The Roommate Pt. 02



"You have class today, right? We need to get you all gussied up for Nellie's first day!" She says, running towards my room to grab some of the things she bought for me. She comes back moments later with some makeup in one hand and clothes in the other. "I'll do your makeup today. I'll teach you how to do it yourself, though, but first, put these on. I want to see how you look. Oh yeah, nice tits by the way." She teases, giving my boob a little grope. I start to ask myself how far I'm willing to let this go, but then remember that I'm not, she's making me. I take the clothes from her. My suspicion had been correct, she's just given me a slight variation of the schoolgirl outfit. The pleated plaid skirt is the same, but fortunately she's given me a cute white t-shirt instead of the embarrassingly small blouse that came with the outfit. With that is a black and white polka dotted thong, some white knee socks, and a pair of cute red Converse.

After I put everything on she gives me a look. "You look so cute! Take a look for yourself!" She says excitedly, but once I look in the mirror any of my excitement melts away. She didn't give me a bra, and my nipples are fairly visible through the shirt. It doesn't help that they're still hard and perky.

"You forgot to give me a bra!" I say angrily, but I'm also scared because I feel like I know what she's going to say.

"Oh, I didn't forget. You're just not allowed to wear one." She says bluntly, giving me an icy stare. I open my mouth to object, but hesitate. I know better by now. This is a waiting game; I just need to get her phone today before this goes any further. I look back in the mirror. I look sexy, the kind of girl I would have drooled over. I check out my ass again and realize that if I bend over, even slightly, the bottom of my ass shows under the skirt. I need to be careful today, this will be the most interesting lecture I've had for days, I'm just lucky that my teacher doesn't take attendance.

"Okay Nel, sit down, it's time to do your makeup!" Claire says, grabbing some foundation from the counter. She shows me how to apply foundation, and to use it to make the eyeshadow stick better. She masterfully does my eyeshadow and eyeliner, and then puts mascara on me despite my eyes twitching the whole time. She finishes with my lips by just putting on some dark red cherry lip gloss. Afterwards she says, "Close your eyes." I expect her to be grabbing a mirror, but suddenly I feel an incredibly sharp pain in my earlobe.

"Oww! Jesus Claire!" I yelp. She grabs my knee to keep me from standing up.

"Hold on, that's one done, just let me to the other!" She quickly puts another hole in my other earlobe, hands me a piece of ice, and then ices one of my ears.

"God, you could have warned me." I say, my eyes tearing up.

"You wouldn't have let me if I told you."

"Yes I would have." I mumble under my breath, pouting.

After a couple minutes of icing, Claire puts a couple of earrings into my newly pierced ears. I take a look in the mirror, and have an even harder time than usual recognizing that it's myself. "Woah... I look amazing." I say out loud. Claire brushes my hair out of my face.

"Don't you look great?" She says softly. I nod my head, open mouthed. "Well, it's time for you to go to school missy!" She yells, standing up and slapping my butt. I yelp, and then stand up. Wow, I'm acting so docile today, whenever she slaps my butt I seem to obey what she tells me.

"Yes ma'am!" She looks at me and smiles.

"Have a good day, and don't do anything I wouldn't do!" She says as I run to my room to grab my bag. As I'm closing the door to go outside she says, "See you later...slut." She emphasizes the 't' on slut, making it even more powerful. It reverberates within me as I walk to get the subway.

"Oh my god" I whisper to myself, shocked. I suddenly am hit with a realization after falling out of the trance of horniness, excitement, and enthusiasm. I look, feel, and am dressed like a complete slut, and I'm going to the subway to go to class. What feels weird though, is that it doesn't feel weird.



The Roommate Pt. 03



Normally the walk to the subway is boring. Cars go past, people walk by, and on the subway I sit and read a book or listen to music quietly. I avoid eye contact, and everyone else does the same. Not this morning though.

The second I walk out the door, it feels like eyes are on me. Not in a creepy way though, more like I'm a celebrity. I can see passengers in cars turn their heads to look at me more as they drive by, and men turning around to give my ass a look when they walk past me, Normally I feel like a shadow, but today I feel like an angel. I notice that without trying, I've started to accentuate my walk so that my ass sways. I try to stop myself, but once I stop paying attention I start doing it again. Only five minutes out the door and I think I've been catcalled or honked at probably six times. I can't explain it though, my mind is telling me I should be embarrassed by this attention, but I just can't seem to get myself to feel anything but pride. "You're just still horny, that's all it is. You're just not thinking clearly, y'know, so the attention is nice...or something." I whisper to myself, but eventually I just give up. I like the attention, that's all there is to it, I like the attention I'm garnering as a sexy woman.

It's 9:30 in the morning as I walk to the subway. I'm a bit later than usual, and I'm forced to simply walk past the Starbuck's I normally go into so I can make it to class on time. I really want a Vanilla Latte though, and compromise with myself that I'll go in after class. After a few minutes I get to the station, but have to walk up a flight of stairs to get to the other side of the subway tracks. I hesitate at the bottom of the stairs, the station is full of people and I know that I won't be able to hide my butt if I'm going up stairs. I realize there's someone waiting behind me to go up the stairs as well, and I quickly build up the courage to just go up the stairs and get it over with. 

My face goes bright red as I walk up the stairs, there's probably eight or nine people walking right behind me, just staring right up my skirt. My ass is in full view, and all I hope is that they don't see my clit, but it's so small now that I'm sure it doesn't show. After I get to the top of the stairs, some of the guys wink as they walk past me. I'm also fairly confident one guy grabbed my butt, but he tried to make it seem accidental. It sent shivers up my spine to feel a strong hand on my big, dainty ass. "That was humiliating. You're a man, you didn't like showing your butt like that, and you should have hit that guy right in the face for groping you like that." I whisper to myself, somewhat unconvincingly. The guy who grabbed me looks back and winks, and without hesitation, without thought, I wave to him cutely. "What the fuck are you doing?" I mutter angrily as I start walking towards the subway.

I put my card in the reader to get on the subway, but it gets spit back out. "Shit" It doesn't have any money left on it. I look down at the card, exacerbated that this would happen today. To put more money on it I'll have to walk up stairs again. 

"Something wrong?" Someone to my right says. I look up, it's a man who's going through the turnstile next to me. He's probably in his early 30's, has brown hair, a strong jaw with some stubble, and is wearing a suit. I'm sure he probably works as an executive somewhere based on how well kempt he is. I realize I've accidentally stared at him for a moment without saying anything. 

"Oh, it's just that my card is out of money." I say, looking up at him with my head slightly lowered. 

"You can use mine, cutie." He says, holding out his card to me. I don't want to be rude, so I gently take it from him. I swipe it, the light turns green, and the turnstile lets me through. Did he just call me cutie?

"Thank you" I pause, again not wanting to be rude and follow up with, "Sir". I smile at him, hand the card back, and walk towards the tracks. As I'm waiting for the train to arrive, he walks up next to me. He looks down at me and smiles, so I look back at him and smile back. He's easily seven inches taller than me, so I'm forced to look up at him to make any eye contact. Even through his suit I can tell he's strong.

"So, where are you headed?" He asks, looking forward again.

"I'm just off to class a couple stops from here." My voice has gotten so damn feminine, it reminds me that to everyone else I really do look like a woman, even if I don't feel like one yet. No, wait, not yet. I'm not a woman. "What about you?" I ask, again trying to be polite.

"I'm giving a lecture, so I guess we're going the same way." He says, giving an innocent chuckle.

"You're a teacher? What course do you teach?" I ask him, looking up at his strong jaw.

"Well right now I'm teaching BioChemistry 130 and supervising the lab work on floor three. I'm not a teacher though, I'm still a grad student." He says, looking at me slightly without moving his head.

"Did he say he's a biochem grad student? Fuck, this is definitely him. Holy shit, I wonder if he knows it's me." I think to myself. This is my opportunity, I can get the antidote from him, and turn back into a man and everything will be back to normal. This is perfect! I need to keep my cool though. I need to get into his office somehow. 

"That's cool. I wanted to take biochem this semester, but it's so popular that I got stuck doing an anatomy course." I'm trying to sound casual, but in reality I'm feeling confused and angry at this man for helping Claire do this to me.

"I took a couple anatomy courses when I was an undergrad, it was actually my initial major before I switch to bio. What're you studying right now?" He says to me, looking at my face. He's giving me a genuine smile, which catches me off guard.

"Well- uhm, right now we're learning about cock. Oop, er- I mean sexual reproduction. The organs and stuff." I'm getting nervous and it's showing. I can't believe I said we're learning about cock. "It's the class I have right now actually." I say, shifting my eyes back and forth from him to the approaching train.

"That's always a fun unit. Do you have a lot of people constantly snickering, or is your class generally mature?" He says, as we both simultaneously walk towards the train that's now stopped in front of us. 

"No, our class is generally mature. Although there are a couple guys who can't seem to handle it, but they're not in class much anyway." I say, as I step behind him into the train. Without thinking about it I sit beside him on the train. I hope he doesn't think I'm being pushy, I don't want to raise suspicion. "What kind of work are you doing in the labs on floor three?" I ask, trying to sound casually interested.

"Oh just some basic genetic engineering, the lab itself is somewhat antiquated. It's good for undergrads though because they get to say they're doing "genetic engineering" and feel cool." He replies with a chuckle. "Some of the professors do their own projects on the same floor though, although I don't know much about what they're working on." He continues, with a slight smirk on his face. He looks down at his knees and gives a slight laugh. I start wondering even more if he knows who I am.

Suddenly I'm struck with a bad idea. Maybe I could get into his office if I seduce him. "No, this is a terrible idea" I think to myself, but increasingly it feels like the only option. I can't think of any better ways to get inside his office, and I know that's where he would keep the antidote.

"Genetic engineering does have a cool ring to it though." I say. Simultaneously, I stretch and yawn, making sure that I push my chest out to show my nice perky C-cups. This is a bad idea, yet here I am, trying anyway. I know he's looking too, who wouldn't look at a nice pair of tits like these? Especially since my nipples are visible through my shirt, they're still hard, although now it's probably because I'm so horny.

I end my stretching (showing off) and sit normally again. "So what kind of things are you engineering?" I ask, looking up at him trying to give cute and sexy eyes. 

"Well it's mostly just genetically modifying fish, which was first done years ago so the lab itself is basic compared to what I do as an undergrad." He says trailing off a bit, still glancing at my boobs. "But the professors are working on mammals I believe."

"Mammals?" I ask, a bit startled. He definitely means humans, people like me!

"Yeah, you know, mice and rodents." He says, looking at me somewhat quizzically. I feel a bit embarrassed, I feel like he's caught me. I'm just paranoid I guess.

"Ohh, well that sounds cool." I say. Here's my chance. "I would love to go see some of the labs there, I've never been to the genetic engineering wing." I try to sound casual, although I think I just sound absent minded.

"Yeah, maybe I'll take you over there sometime. My lecture ends at 1 if you want to come up to see my lab afterwards." He says, looking me in the eyes. He looks a little lustful actually, which worries and excites me. Maybe this will work after all. "Oh yeah, what's your name by the way?" He asks.

"Oh yeah, I'm Nellie." I chirp excitedly. "And you are?"

"I'm Charlie, but in front of any of my students, call me Mr. Gibbs." He says, reaching out his hand for a handshake. When I take his hand, he instead kisses mine, and looking up at me. 

The train stops, it's one stop away from mine. Charles stands up, "I like to grab a coffee just up here. I hope to see you later." He pauses. "Nellie." He says, smiling and giving me a wink before he gets off the train. Once he's off, I breath a deep sigh of relief. I felt so tense when he was here, I felt as though I would give something away. Soon though, fear starts to build, I need to be careful and smart if I'm to get the antidote from him. I dread having to see him again, but in the back of my mind, something about seeing him again excites me. I suppress this feeling and get off the train at my stop and head to class.

The lecture hall I have class in is across campus, and so I'm forced to walk past a lot of people before I can cover myself up a bit. As I walk across campus, I notice that I'm getting quite a few looks from guys. Most of them stare at my ass a lot as I walk past. Again, I start walking in a way that makes my ass sway, I try not to, but I can't help showing it off. "Maybe it's the formula" I say to myself. Somehow saying that allows me to relax a bit. "It's just the formula" allows me to show my ass off without guilt, and so I keep doing it, justifying my new slutty tendency with the mantra, "It's just the formula". 

As I get close to the door to the lecture hall I hear one guy on a bench say, "Daamn" as I walk past. I open the door, and start to walk through when I hear, "Hey baby, wait a sec." I stop and turn around to see a cute guy behind me, looking at me lustfully. He's black, about 5"9, he has black dreads, and is wearing a cute blue beanie. He eyes me up and down, I'm doing the same and wait for him to speak first. "What're your name?" He asks, finally bringing his eyes up to my face after letting his view linger at my perky boobs.

"Nellie. Yours?" I reply, trying to sound cool and uninterested, hoping it will catch his attention. Guys like when you play hard to get, right?

"I'm Jamal. I've never seen you around campus before. I would have remembered." He says, giving me a wink.

I giggle, I'm totally flirting without even trying. "Hmm, well I guess you just weren't looking hard enough." I wink at him and bite my lip. "Although I guess I have skipped quite a few classes." I look up and meet my view with his deep brown eyes.

"Well, maybe to make up for lost time you'd like to come to a party I'm going to tonight? My friend Jason" he says, pointing to the other guy who had been sitting with him on the bench, "is hosting a party at his dope apartment a couple miles from here."

"Hmm." I say, letting my eyes wander as though I'm trying to decide. "I dunno, I am kinda busy tonight." I look down at his crotch and notice that he's hard. He has to be hard, or have a foot long sausage in his pocket, because through his jeans I can definitely see a thick, long, outline of a cock going right across his thigh. I look up at him quickly, "But I'll probably be able to make it!" I say with a smile. 

"My phone number is 658-244-9357, text me your address and I'll pick you up cutie. I'll be there around 9." He says, sounding strong and decided. I've noticed I'm receptive to that type of command. 

"Sounds great" I say, giving him a cute smile and then biting my lip as I turn around to go back into the building. As I'm turning around I drop a binder that was in my hand, and without thinking I bend over to pick it up. I know Jamal and Jason are getting a full view of my round ass, and I can feel their eyes on me. It's absolutely exhilerating. I pick up my binder, turn around, and say, "I'm just so clumsy! See you at 9!" before I close the door and go into the lecture hall. With the last glimpse I catch of them I can see that they're staring at me open mouthed.

I start to think about what just happened as I walk towards the back of the large open hall. I want to sit in the back to avoid attention. "Did I drop my binder on purpose?" I whisper to myself. Whenever I'm around men I just can't stop flirting, it's like there's two of me and when men are around the other me wins. "Oh she has some damn cute shoes" I mutter as I see another girl finding her seat. Hm, maybe the other me takes over even when men aren't around as well. 

After a few minutes, more people begin filing into the room and finding their seats. The guy who commented on my hair a few days ago looks at me somewhat quizzically before he takes a seat in front of me. I sit there rigid, worried that he's recognized me. Nobody else seems to have realized that it's me, the same guy who's been coming to this class for months. A few seconds pass and he turns around. He's kinda cute actually, in a dorky sorta way. He has short wavy black hair, a bit of a wide face, but he looks strong. He's wearing a dark blue button up shirt and grinning slightly. He looks at my face for a couple seconds before he opens his mouth to speak.

"Hey, I've never seen you before, have you skipped all the other lectures before? ...'Cause I would have noticed you." He says, looking down at his feet briefly before he turns to me again with a look of surprise. "Wait a minute..." he smells the air, "Yo you smell exactly like strawberries and cream." Suddenly he gives a devilish grin. Oh shit.

"Uh, yeah it's the shampoo I use. What about it?" I say, giving a sassy look before turning away. Maybe if I blow him off he'll ignore me. Instead he keeps looking me up and down hungrily. Not a good sign.

"Be honest with me" he whispers, "I won't tell anyone else if you're honest with me right now. You're that dude right, are you transgender? Or like, a sissy or something?" 

Fuck, he's got me pegged. A sissy though? Claire sometimes calls me that, and I've seen the word online here and there when I've been looking up gender transformation. I'm not a sissy though, sissies are like, slutty transgender girls. I'm just a guy who's accidentally been turned into a girl with a formula that makes me...horny. 

"What? No, creep, I don't know what you're talking about. I've just been skipping this class." Maybe that will keep him at bay, I need to look out for him, he may be dangerous. 

He turns around, calling him a creep seems to have worked, and another girl nearby seems to have noticed so he wants to play it cool. Today is the lecture I've been looking forward to. No, I mean, waiting for. Er-studying for. It's the lecture on male anatomy. Cocks. In the slideshows, the teacher only shows the best dicks. The ones that were picked for being the most visually pleasing, because no matter what the context, who wants to see a gross cock? I keep getting entranced by the images on the slideshow, often trailing off in my notes to draw cocks in my notebook. I keep catching myself, but I can't help it. "Just the formula" I say to myself.

After about half an hour, I feel a hand groping up my leg. I look down and see that it's the guy in front of me, he's reaching down and letting his hand trail up towards my clit. I slap his hand away, but a few minutes later he's at it again. He gets more and more ferocious each time, and I'm just trying to be quiet to avoid arousing attention. After a few more tries, he leans back and puts his hand right up my microskirt, groping at my clit. I let out a very soft, very quiet moan, but he hears it. God damn it. Now he knows, and now I look like a slut, or an idiot, or both. My heart rate speeds up, and now that he's confirmed my identity he stops bothering touching me. He just keeps winking at me, or casually making fingering gestures when nobody else is looking. 

"Fuck off, pig." I whisper to him, but now nothing will deter him. He knows who I am, and now he's determined to humiliate me. He seems to get bored with tormenting me, and eventually stops groping me and winking. 

I relax again and start paying attention to the class. It's actually a really good lecture, and there's a powerpoint with it showing different cocks. It's mouthwatering to see all of them, all slightly different, but equally...Nevermind. Gross is what I mean to say. Still though, there's just something about them that keeps me entranced. Their delectable pink heads, and oh my god the veins. The veins are so sexy, and when they throb as the guy cums, it sends shivers down my spine. I can't stop staring at the cocks on the wall, often catching myself ignoring the actual lecture.

Time goes by pretty fast, and the guy in front of me is one of the first to leave. "Wow, I guess I'm just lucky." I whisper to myself as I grab my bag and head out the door. I give a quick scan around in the lobby of the building, and don't see the guy anywhere. I breath a sigh of relief and begin walk towards the door to the campus courtyard. Suddenly, I realize I need to go to the bathroom really badly. I walk towards the men's door, but then remember, I'm not a man. Er, well I don't look like a man. So, humiliating as it is, I go into the women's bathroom. Funny enough, it looks and smells way better than the men's does, and it's way cleaner. "I could get used to this." I mutter. 

I go into one of the stalls, sit down, and start to pee. Sitting down is more comfortable, since now my clit is so small anyway it just makes sense. As I'm standing back up and pulling my thong back on, I hear another person enter the bathroom. I look under the stall a little and see two big black boots...men's boots though. I hesitate to step out. The boots start to walk towards the stall, and I stay standing there, frozen. The boots keep going, and then they stop in front of my stall. Oh shit, god damn it do I wish someone else were in here right now.

"Hello?" I say, accidentally letting my feminine voice quiver a bit with fear. That's when I realize it, I know those boots, the guy was wearing them.

"Hey baby, open the door." He says, yeah, it's him.

"Fuck no, get out of here." I say, trying to sound fierce.

"Okay, well I guess I can just go tell everyone who you are." He says, starting to walk towards the door.

"Wait!" I say as I open the door. It was impulsive, but rationally I can't let him do that. It could ruin my opportunity to switch to my guy body, or to ever be accepted again once I do. I step out of the stall and he looks at me with a big grin on his face.

"Well alright." He says, walking towards me. I don't have a good feeling about this. "I'll tell you how this is going to go. You're going to suck my dick right now, in that stall, and I won't tell anyone about you. Deal?" He says, grabbing my boob without even asking. He winks at me. I guess I have to.




The Roommate Pt. 03



"...Deal" I say, looking at the ground as he gropes my chest without mercy. 

"Good, now get in there." He says, before slapping my butt. I almost immediately go into full slut mode after that. He keeps tenderly gripping my ass as we get into the stall and close the door. 

I turn around and his pants are already by his ankles and his cock half hard. I'm in awe as I look at it. It's pretty damn big, even for only being half hard, and veiny. Mmf, the veins throb as he gets harder. His cock is probably 9 times bigger than my clit. I get on my knees, look up at him with big innocent eyes, open my mouth wide, stick my tongue out, and then mercilessly plunge his throbbing dick into my wet mouth. He gives a deep groan, he didn't know that I'm an awesome cocksucker. It's all that practice on dildos, and in my dreams. 

I cup his balls in my hand, I can feel they're heavy, full of cum. I keep sucking, bobbing my head up and down on his long, thick, delicious cock. I give soft moans as I feel his cockhead poke deeper into my mouth, getting close to my throat. After getting him warmed up, I start to deepthroat him, ignoring my gag reflex and taking his cock all the way in. I shiver at the feeling of his balls on my chin. When I deepthroat him, he gives a deep moan and sigh. He's not ready to cum already is he? I only just got started! He grabs my hair and starts pounding my throat.

I'm in bliss when he does this, skullfucking me as though my mouth were a warm, wet, tight pussy. I let him fuck my face, getting split all over his cock, and getting his big balls wet too. I can feel his dick on my tongue, it's starting to pulse more and more. I'm so horny I can't stand it. My clit is rock hard, and my ass is burning with lust. Maybe that's like, my new cock? It feels as though my ass is puckering thinking about the cock in my mouth, almost like how a pussy gets wet. He continues fucking my face, and soon he pulls me all the way down on his cock and gives a deep, satisfied groan. 

I feel his cock pulsing hard in my mouth, shooting cum deep into my throat and straight into my stomach. I hardly get to taste any except the little bit of cum that keeps coming out of his dick as he pulls out of my mouth. I savor that cum, swishing it around on my tongue before swallowing it. I look up at him and gives a satisfied "Ahh" as though I just drank lemonade on a hot day. 

He looks down at me and smiles. He pulls his pants back up, tucking his spit soaked cock into his boxers. "You're a good fucktoy. You'll be sucking me off again soon." As he says that, he reaches into his wallet, pulls out $10 and tosses it onto the ground in front of me.

"Th-thank you." I stutter as he exits the stall and then leaves the bathroom. I feel like such a cheap whore, getting paid to suck cock. Although, I'd do it without money...Y'know, I mean, because he blackmailed me. That's it. 

I grab the money, wipe off my face, and open the door to the stall. I burp a little and taste the cum on my breath. It makes my knees weak. "Hmph, cock is pretty good." I say to myself shamelessly. I wash my hands and walk out of the bathroom before starting my walk across the courtyard.



The Roommate Pt. 04



 This is the Fourth Chapter in the slow MtF transformation story, The Roommate. This is my first story, so constructive criticism is welcome and encouraged. Thanks to all who helped edit this chapter, and all who have given feedback on my past chapters!

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I swiftly walk across the courtyard, the taste of cock still lingering on my tongue. I glance across the area and notice it's mostly empty now that the morning lectures are over. I look for Jamal since he's one of the only people I even know, but he's gone too. I take my phone out to check the time and see that it's 12:16. I guess I sucked cock for longer than I thought, 15 minutes felt like only 15 seconds. I have 45 minutes to kill before I can meet with Mr. Gibbs, and my adrenaline is pumping after what just happened in the bathroom. I keep getting satisfying shivers up my back when I think about it, but I can't help feeling like I missed a great opportunity to feel a real cock in my ass.

Once I get past the courtyard I see a girl in a short skirt with a big round butt walking on the sidewalk across the street. My mind seems to go into shock mode. She's incredibly hot, and so the remaining masculine side of my brain is thinking about fucking her, but the feminine side is remembering that my little clit couldn't do a thing, and that I have a better butt than that girl anyway. Rather than have a mental fight, I just do what feels natural. I push my butt out, pull my skirt up a little to show my underbun, and start walking in a way that shows off my hot, tight, smooth body. I can feel men looking at me, thinking about what they would do to me given the opportunity. I walk down the street winking at guys and watching bulges grow in guy's pants. All this attention makes me so horny, and suddenly I completely transcend the guilt I feel about flirting with men. Now all I can think about is finding a cute guy and getting him to plow my ass as soon as possible.

Walking down the street, I'm approaching a small park. I notice a few benches, and someone catches my eye. I see a young handsome guy; he has dark brown styled hair, a hot trimmed beard, and he's reading a book while sitting on a bench. I look at him with more interest as I get closer, and see that he has a strong jaw, and through his shirt I can see his big biceps. My feminine urges take over, despite my inner objections.

I arrive at his bench and sit down. I pull my skirt up slightly when I sit so that it's just my bare bubble butt contacting the bench. The sun has been heating the wood, and the warmth feels amazing on my skin. I can see the guy peek up from his book when I sit next to him, and I can see his eyes wander down. He gets a good look down my shirt, and his eyes trail down to get a view of my smooth legs and the side of my shapely ass. I take out my phone, pretending that I hardly notice this hunk right next to me.

I peek up at him, and he quickly moves his eyes back to his book. I giggle to myself, and use my phone as a mirror to make sure my makeup looks okay. I can still taste cum on my tongue.

"Do you wanna hook up?" I say, still looking down at my phone. I can see him in the corner of my eye. He looks up from his book, surprised, and then looks around to make sure I'm talking to him.

"What was that?" he asks, a bit shocked.

I look away from my phone, and at him. I give him a coy, sexy look, and say, "Do you wanna hook up? I'm ridiculously horny, and you're ridiculously sexy." I look back at my phone, pretending his answer doesn't matter. I'm not exactly playing too hard to get, but I have to at least not appear so bold.

He puts his book down, looks at the cover for a second, looks back at me, and then says, "My apartment is just up there." He points to a third floor window in a building across the street. I look back at him.

"Then what are we waiting for?" I can see a bulge in his pants. My clit is dripping wet, so wet that some of my juices are dripping down to my ass. I'm so horny that I can hardly see straight. He takes my hand and walks me across the street with him. Walking with him makes me realize how much bigger than me he is. He's tall and well built, I'm sure his cock will be the same way.

"My name is Tom by the way." He says, unlocking the door.

"I'm Nellie." I say cutely, looking up at him.

"Nice to meet you, Nellie." He says, winking at me as we go through the front door of the building. He waves me ahead of him, so I go up the stairs before him. I make sure he gets a good look up my skirt as he follows me up the stairs. I'm sure he can see my whole ass, and the wet spot around my clit and boy pussy. I get hornier and hornier as we go up the three flights of stairs. Once we get to the front door of his apartment he looks at me and slowly inserts the key into the lock.

The moment we're inside his apartment, he's on me. Before the door has even closed my tongue is in his mouth and his strong hands are groping my ass. I wonder if he can taste the cum on my tongue. He gives a small slap on my ass as we're making out, and this puts my mind into overdrive. Without even thinking about it, I start clumsily unzipping his pants. I'm moaning lightly as he keeps groping my bubble butt, and lightly spanking my eager ass. When he starts to realize how much I like it, he starts slapping my ass harder. Soon, he has one arm wrapped around my waist, his tongue in my mouth, and his hand reddening my butt with the hard smacks of his palms. I'm moaning hard, and finally I get his pants unzipped. I reach down and pull his cock out of his boxers. I pull my mouth away from his and give him an innocent, sexy look. He nods to me, and I look down. His cock is amazing. It's long, thick, and has these hot throbbing veins that show how much he wants my perky butt.

Without hesitation, I get down on my knees, pausing for a moment to take in the beautiful sight of his big dick before I start sucking it. He grabs the back of my head, and slowly brings my eager mouth towards the head of his throbbing cock. I look up at him and make eye contact, I know how much guys love that, and let him guide his cock into my wet mouth. I know that I could take control and blow his mind with my cocksucking ability, but I want him to feel in control. I'm just his sissy fucktoy.

Once the tip of his dick has passed between my wet lips, I start to suck his cock and twirl my tongue around the head. He gives a satisfied groan and eases up the grip on the back of my head. Of course, I see this as an opportunity to take over and begin working my way down his cock inch by inch. I swirl my tongue around his thick dick the whole way down, getting it nice and wet. I love the feeling of his hot flesh and pulsing veins on my tongue and lips, and I eagerly suck his cock deeper so I can taste it better. His dick even smells good, it's almost intoxicating, and I can feel myself getting drunk on his cock.

Soon his dick is poking the back of my warm throat, and he moans hard again realizing that I'm deep throating him. I'm not done yet though, and try something I've only practiced on dildos. With his big cock in the back of my throat, I stick my tongue out and start licking his balls. This makes him groan hard, and I can feel precum start to leak from the tip of his dick and drip right down my throat. I look up at him, keeping eye contact as I lick his balls and milk his cock with my mouth. His cock is throbbing hard in my mouth, and I know if I keep this up I'll make him cum with ease. But that's not what I want. I have a burning, aching sensation in my ass, I can feel my pussy pulsing and throbbing, just begging for a cock.

I slowly pull my head back, licking his cock and making sure it's soaking wet with my spit. Once his dick is out of my mouth, I look up and ask, "So... do you want to fuck my ass now?" I say excitedly, flashing him an innocent smile.

He seems to have been enraptured off in bliss, just as I was with his cock in my mouth. My voice pulls him out of his trance, and he instantly responds with a deep, "Oh fuck yeah."

He reaches down, and with his strong arms he picks me up and throws me over his shoulder. I'm giggling, he's so much bigger than I am, and he gently tosses me onto my stomach on his bed. I lay on his bed with my legs spread, my skirt bunched at my waist, waiting excitedly for what he's going to do to me. I push my ass up just off the bed, and without a moment to spare he grabs my thong with one hand and pulls it off. "Mmm, didn't know you were trans" He says. He pauses, which makes me worried, but then he gives a light chuckle and says, "Although that little dick is so small it's basically a clit." I breath a sigh of relief. "I'm only interested in that hot ass anyway." He says, which makes me quite literally melt.

Without warning, he pushed his face between the cheeks of my ample ass. I can't help moaning at the unexpected blissful sensation. He tongues my tight pink ass, teasing me by twirling his tongue around the edge, pausing, and then burying his tongue deep inside me. I grab the sheets and squeal as he eats me out. He grabs my cheeks and spreads my ass wide so he can get his tongue deeper inside. He gets my pussy nice and soaking wet with spit, sometimes even spitting on my ass and then rubbing it around with his tongue. Having my ass licked is so new to me, and it makes me light headed. He seems to be enjoying it as much as me, he gives deep sexy groans into my puckering pink hole as he keeps assaulting me with pleasure.

Suddenly he stops, and I feel a sensation of loss when his tongue leaves my pussy. Quickly though, he reminds me of what I really want when he pushed the tip of his big dick right against my hole. I'm so horny, my boy pussy is so wet, his cock is so wet, and my practice with the dildo before causes him to slide right inside me with ease. I can feel the head of his amazing cock pop inside my ass, and then he starts slowly pushing further into me.

In complete bliss, I squeal, moan, grab the sheets, and my body starts quivering at the feeling of a real throbbing cock finally penetrating me. I can feel his cock stretch me out as he goes deeper and deeper inside, and it doesn't take long for him to bottom out inside of me. I'm filled with pride as I hear him moan as he fills me with the whole length of his girthy dick. Once he's all the way in, I clench my ass repeatedly, milking his cock with my tight pussy.

"Ready?" He asks me. I'm rather confused.

"Ready for wha—" I'm cut off mid sentence as he starts pushing his dick in and out of me forcefully and rapidly. "Ho-o-o-ly shi-i-i-it" I say, my voice undulating each time he thrusts into me.

"Oh yeah, that's what you want, isn't it." He says, not even asking as a question, because he knows it's exactly what I want. He grabs my butt and spreads me wide so he can watch his thick cock penetrate me over and over again. I'm in heaven, I can feel my eyes rolling into the back of my head as he assaults my ass with his dick. I can hardly form words as I feel my first orgasm as a girl getting close. The pressure builds up from inside the pit of my stomach, and then spreads. It builds with every stroke until suddenly my whole body is shaking and my ass is clenching hard on his cock, as it forcefully thrusts in and out of me. I grab the sheets and scream into the bed as my whole body is rocked by this man's gorgeous dick.

His cock repeatedly hits my g-spot, and my orgasm continues as I cum harder than I ever did as a man, and I don't release any cum. Tom keeps fucking me hard without pause, and as my second sissy orgasm floods over me I'm thankful for his stamina. He keeps pounding me until I've cum four times, my ass pussy clenching on his dick harder every time, and my clit releasing more precum each time. The fourth time, I cum a lot harder, discharging a lot more precum than before. When I look down, I realize I actually did cum, real cum, just from the anal assault. I finally feel like I've finally cum like a real girl does. Eventually, he tires out but still hasn't cum.

"Awww, you still haven't cum yet!" I say as he pulls out. I sit up on my knees on the bed and pout at him.

"Well you kept cumming, so I tried not to cum so I could keep going." He says, winking at me and falling onto his back. I eye his long cock, it's covered in spit and is throbbing hard.

"Aww, you're so sweet. Well now it's time for me to return the favor, isn't it?" I say, grabbing the shaft of his cock and teasing the head with my other hand. He throws his head back and groans. I try to think of what to do next. My ass is still pulsing, somehow still eager for more, but his dick does look delicious. "What do you want me to do? What would really blow your mind?" I ask, winking at him.

"Well, there is one thing most of my girlfriends have never wanted to do." He says, sitting up and touching my leg, giving me a good view of his sexy biceps.

"Anything" I say, looking at him coyly. Without a word, he grabs my legs, and pulls me to the edge of the bed.

"Put your legs up by your head" He says, reaching into his nightstand. I dutifully obey, and can see him slathering lube all over his hand. I feel so exposed with my legs up like this, my ass is totally open for him. "Just relax, you'll love this." He says, as he pushes three fingers into my boy pussy and starts slowly moving them in circles. So far he's right, it feels amazing as he fingers my ass.

Slowly, he adds another finger, and starts pushing his four fingers into me deeper and deeper. He fingers my pussy soo damn well, and soon I'm practically panting for more. He looks at my face, and sees how much I'm clearly enjoying it, so he pushes his lubed thumb into my ass as well. It feels a bit tight, but so sexy to get stretched out by his fingers like this. He pushes them in and out of me like he did with his cock, and I can feel him go deeper and deeper.

It doesn't take long for him to be almost knuckle deep, when suddenly, without warning, he drives his five fingers deep inside me. I gasp at the intrusion, but my ass has already been stretched so much it easily handles his fist. He groans once he gets his fist into me and starts pumping his cock with his other hand. "Mmmh, I think fisting is so hot, you're so damn sexy." I look at him, my mouth open, and moan as he keeps lightly pushing his fist deeper into me, in and out.

"Mmm, yeah, you like that?" I ask, looking down at my stretched pussy and biting my lip.

"I-I'm gonna cum" he says, jacking off hard and staring at his fist going in and out of my boy pussy.

"Oh! Cum in my ass! Please?" I beg him, I want to feel real cum in my ass so bad.

"Oh yeah, oh fuck yeah" He says, pulling his fist out and replacing it with his big dick. He pushes in and out of me twice before releasing torrents of cum deep inside me. I grab his big arms, gasp, and moan as he pumps his thick cum into my desperate ass. He cums hard inside me, and soon pulls out and collapses onto the bed. I spread my bubble butt and watch my ass as I slowly push his cum out of me.

"Mmmm, oh that was so good, that was so damn good." I say, falling onto my back onto his bed.

"Oh yeah, that was really amazing." He says, sitting up. I look him up and down, taking in the view of his chiseled abs and chest. "So, how much do you charge?"

"Huh?" I respond, confused about what he meant. After two silent seconds I realize what he's asking. I am a bit low on cash lately, and consider telling him $200, but my little remaining masculinity gets the better of me. "Oh, heh, I'm not a prostitute. I just really wanted some dick" I say, winking at him.

"Heh, I see." He says, before reaching over to his nightstand again. "Well then consider this a token of friendship." He says, as he puts $300 between my perky tits. I can't say no to that.

"Mmm, well if that's the kind of money I get for cumming four times, maybe we should do this more often." I wink at him. I keep looking at him a little longer, trying to take in the view of this hunk a little longer before I have to leave. I stand up, pull my thong over my cum and spit soaked clit and ass, and put my micro skirt back on. We get dressed together, he puts on some jeans as I put my shirt back on without a bra. He leads me to the door of his apartment and gives me a passionate kiss before opening the door.

"I'll see you again sometime, you sexy thing" he says, giving my ass a little squeeze before I step out the door.

"Oh don't worry, I'll be back for a ride on that nice cock of yours real soon." I tease, winking at him before he closes the door. I take my phone out of my pocket and check the time.

"Oh shit." I murmur to myself. Every time I have sex, or suck cock, time seems to fly. It's already 1:55, which means Mr. Gibbs lecture has been over for almost an hour already. I rush down the stairs, out the door, and back onto the street. I can feel cum still dripping from my ass as I walk down the road. Hopefully it's not noticeable, but with my short skirt and small thong, I doubt it's very inconspicuous.

Nevertheless, I make my way down the street towards the school. This is my opportunity to finally undo this body transformation. This makes me pause and slow down, do I want to change back? "Pshh, of course you do" I whisper to myself. "All that sex and flirting...it was just the formula!" I reassure myself. "Yup, just the formula." I walk towards the school confident in my decision to change back. I can feel my resolve waver as my horniness builds up again. Feeling cum dripping out of my ass, tasting cum on my tongue, and seeing guys checking me out makes me reconsider over and over again. Should I change back? Each time I ask myself my masculine side responds, "Yeah, of course." I say it to myself to make sure I remember, I want to change back... I think.

After a few minutes, I approach the science wing of the campus. I hope Mr. Gibbs is still there. I quickly and quietly make my way up to his room. Most of the lectures for the day are over, so I have little difficulty in not being seen. Once I get to the third floor, I quietly scamper through the halls towards the labs. Once I'm close, I realize I don't actually know which lab is his.

"Hey there Nellie." I hear someone say from behind me. I turn to see that it's Mr. Gibbs, he's poking his head out from one of the doors.

"Oh, hey Mr. Gibbs!" I chirp, excited that I didn't need to run around trying to find him.

"Please, call me Charlie. Come on in, I'm glad you decided to come here to see the lab." He says cheerfully, opening the door wider for me.

"Yeah well I was afraid you had already left, since it's an hour after your lecture." I say, following him into an office. There are rows of black lab tables against one wall, and a line of cubicles with computers on the opposite side. Another wall is glass through which I can see the room where they seem to keep all the expensive equipment.

"Oh don't worry about that, I'm usually here conducting research long after I finish my lectures" he says, chuckling a little bit. I giggle a little as well, which eases any tension I was feeling. "I have a few things to show you that you might be interested in here" he says, opening the door to the room with lots of equipment. I can feel him watch my ass as I walk through the door.

"Awesome, hey thanks for letting me come up here, I've never had an opportunity to see the third floor before." I say, turning and smiling at him.

"Oh it's my pleasure to show students who are interested, but we can both drop the act now can't we Nellie?" He says, taking a slightly more serious tone. I freeze, but try not to let my face show my panic.

"What exactly do you mean sir?" I ask, trying to look legitimately confused.

"Well, I know that you and Claire are roommates." He says, closing the door behind him. "She's a very bright student you know. She has a real knack for genetics, and so I allowed her to help me on one of my most recent projects." he says, pacing back and forth, almost like a mad scientist. I watch him quizzically, and notice that he's changed clothes since I saw him in the subway. There he wore a brown suit, which made him look more like a professor, but now he's wearing a muscle shirt and slacks, which make him look kinda hot. I zone out for a second and miss part of what he's saying.




The Roommate Pt. 04



"When I told her about this newest project some other professors and I were working on, she was on board immediately and said she could help us significantly. This project has been in the works for years, but in the last four months we've had several breakthroughs and have entered the testing phase." He looks at me to be sure I'm still paying attention. "You see, the testing phase has been difficult with this project, because it takes just the right specimen." He says the last part slowly and eyes me up and down.

I'm shocked he's being so forward, and that he knew who I was the whole time, god damn it! I'm furious, but in shock I decide to keep playing the fool. "I'm really not sure what you're talking about sir." I say, stupidly since he obviously knows it's me.

He looks at me and gives half a grin. "Seriously Nellie, drop the act, I know it's you, I've seen the pictures. Might I add, you look absolutely fantastic, I mean, you've gone far beyond our hopes and dreams." He says, smirking. I pause, trying to collect my thoughts, and suppress all the different emotions I'm experiencing.

"What do you mean, just the right specimen?" I ask, my voice quivering a little.

He grins at me and gestures for me to take a seat, which I do. "So this project is called Project Blue Notorious. The goal of the project is to physically and mentally alter a person from one gender to the other. It's incredibly secretive, and involves the most complicated levels of genetic engineering the world has ever seen. The project began in the late 1960's during the Cold War because of fears that earth repopulation would not be possible after a nuclear war if, by chance, only individuals of one gender survived. I've been working on the project alongside 30 other researchers for the past 12 years, and recently, partially with Claire's help, we've been making tremendous gains. What we realized was that the seed needs to be planted in the individual's mind beforehand." He looks at me quite intently the entire time he explains this. It's a lot for me to process, and all that comes to mind are more questions, I don't feel like I'm getting many answers about my personal situation. I just nod at him quietly.

He continues, "So, when we had completed the gender transfer substance, Claire came to me and said that she knows the perfect specimen for our first test." He looks at me again, "And that is where you come in. You see, if the mind rejects the physical transformation, the body does the same and the transformation can't occur. However, if the individual has conscious or subconscious predisposition towards the opposite gender, then the transformation can occur." He puts his hand on my smooth leg, it makes me shiver. I can't tell if I'm amazed by Charles, or if I hate him, or love him.

"Claire told us extensively about your situation. The panties, her dildos, the extensive search history of male anatomy on your computer, the already fairly androgynous look. We were convinced quite quickly that you would be the perfect candidate for trial one. Of course, it also helped that Claire could monitor you 24/7." He says, looking down at the floor and back at me.

"Is this all making sense to you so far? I know you may be angry at me, or at Claire, but this is something quite incredible. You're on the frontier of scientific study, these things happen very rarely." He pauses and says with a much lighter tone, "and, I see that you've embraced your new body quite effectively. Yes, I noticed you flirting in the train station, I heard about you blowing a boy in your class earlier today, and I also noticed the cum still dripping from your ass right now." he looks at me over his glasses.

"Well, isn't this horniness and stuff just...an effect from the formula?... Right?" I say shyly, rather nervously.

Charles takes his glasses off and looks at me, "Tell me Nellie, how do you refer to your dick? Claire tells me you call it a clit. And your ass? Have you started referring to that as your pussy? How about when you tried to seduce me on the subway? Which, I might add nearly worked because you're quite beautiful." He smiles at me, "But that's beside the point. Nellie, this formula only changed your body, everything else was you. The formula has no effect on libido, that has just been the effect of being in a woman's body." He smiles at me rather kindly.

I sit there quietly, processing all that he has told me. I look at him open mouthed, shocked at the realization that all of this flirting, and these sexual exploits, these have been done by me, not the formula.

"I'm sure you're wondering if you can change back?" He asks me, raising an eyebrow. I reluctantly nod my head, suddenly even more unsure if I want to change back. "You can change back," He says, taking a vial from his pocket, "this is the female to male formula. However, I can only give it to you after I run some more tests." I nod, that seems like a fair deal. "Oh, and one more thing." He says suddenly, just as I'm getting up from my seat.

"Yes Charles?" I ask.

He chuckles, "I just have to take you for a ride, you've successfully seduced me." He says, laughing and winking at me, which makes me unsure if he's serious or not. "But first, the tests! I'll need you to undress completely for a physical examination."

Shamelessly, I quickly take my clothes off, and stand attentively in front of him. He walks in a circle around me, never taking his eyes off my body.

"Wow, all I can say is that you have developed incredibly well." He says cheerfully, it makes me perk up, and kinda makes me horny again. "Your breasts are absolutely wonderful" he says, giving each one a squeeze while maintaining eye contact with me. "And your dick really has become basically a clit." He plays with my tiny, half inch clit. "The formula isn't in its final stages, otherwise you would have a real pussy there, but this is significant progress wouldn't you agree?" he asks. I nod repeatedly at him, biting my lip.

He walks behind me again. He grabs my nice bubble butt. "Claire told me this was quite a girly butt before, but now this is one exquisite piece of ass." He squeezes each cheek, then gropes the underside as though he's weighing each one. He spreads my ass wide. "Wow, you have been having fun" he teases. He pokes a finger into my pussy and rotates it around. I can't resist giving a little squeal, which he notices. "Well it's still tight, which is good for you and everyone else. You have quite a nice pink little pussy there." He says before walking in front of me again. "And of course, I could sing your praises about your gorgeous face and hair as well. You're a wonderful specimen and should be proud of what you have accomplished." He says to me, looking me dead in the eyes and smiling. I can't help it, I smile back coyly and bite my lip.

"Now, are you ready for the tests now?" He asks me tentatively.

I nod cautiously, "I've never been a fan of tests." 

"Don't worry, I'm sure you'll be quite a fan of the tests I'll be conducting." He winks at me. What does he mean by that?