Today's Masturbation Monday tale is a cautionary tale, a tale warning of the dangers of drinking with someone you don't know. I hope you enjoy as it is something the like of which I have never written before.
A change for
the better?
As I woke up and
stared at my body in utter disbelief the words of the mysterious
dark-skinned woman, that I had spent the night before drinking with,
reverberated in my mind.
“So you think
being a woman is easy? You shall see.”
Panic swept through
my body, my new fully female body, as I played her words over and
over again in my mind. Surely her words were just that, words with no
meaning, yet here I lay, my muscular tanned physique gone and
replaced by the soft smooth curves of a woman no older than her
mid-twenties. My toned pecs had became large firm breasts, my
six-pack stomach now the soft swell of a female, even my cock was
gone and in its place the neatly shaved V of a pussy.
Staring for a few
seconds, as my new breasts rose and fell rapidly, I closed my eyes
tightly and hoped that I was still asleep and the image before me was
nothing more than some sort of horrendous nightmare but as I reopened
them slowly I saw that it wasn't a dream, I really had become a woman
overnight.
As my hands trembled
I slowly ran my fingers over my new dark nipples and was stunned at
how quickly they became erect, yet the shiver of ecstasy that covered
my body with goosebumps stunned me even more. Running my fingers
lightly over the soft swell of my unblemished stomach I pinched the
waistband of the black lace panties I was wearing and lifted them
slowly. Staring at the short golden curls I slip my hand into the
panties, my fingers slipping between my thighs and along the slightly
moist opening that had replaced my usually hard cock.
At first I snatched
my hand away, as my new lips parted slightly, I began to panic even
more. Was I destined to live the rest of my live as a woman? Had
that woman really put a curse on me, changed my life forever, with
those few words? I knew I had to return to the club and find her,
get her to take her words back, yet the more I thought about what I
needed to do the more the feeling of wanton desire, of desperate need, coursing through
my body grew.
Closing my eyes,
hoping to block the thoughts out, I felt powerless as my fingers
slipped back into the panties, my free hand beginning to caress,
massage and occasionally pinch my erect nipples and breasts.
Hearing the small
gasp escape my lips as two of my fingers slipped easily into my moist
pussy I rubbed at the swollen little bud I had first brushed
accidentally. Warmth tore through my very soul as my fingers stopped
rubbing and started thrusting in and out of the hot, soaking depths
of my body, my moans getting louder, my body thrashing wildly all
over the bed and I felt the juices, my juices, start to flood over my
fingers yet the more I came the harder I rubbed, the deeper I thrust
my fingers as my body refused to let me stop.
Eventually though,
after what felt like hours and with sweat dripping from every pore of
my body, I finally collapsed back onto the bed, my breathing erratic,
my heart pounding in my chest and I wondered if the mysterious woman
really had cursed me or if what she had done was really a blessing in
disguise.
©JSMorbius2013
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