Another Round I

As Ella still stared at her friend fingering herself with rapturous gusto, unable to decide between diving under the table to eat Janine out or pull the pink-haired bimbo onto the table and fuck what remained of her brains out, a friendly male voice spoke to her from the entrace to the booth.

"Hey, you girls are new... I mean, here and in general?" Turning to the speaker, Ella saw two young guys standing there, a few years older than she and Janine, probably in their mid-twenties. "Mind if we sit? The bar is pretty much full otherwise."

"Uuuh..." Ella's blood being occupied otherwise didn't help matters in her brain, but there was room in the booth - two people didn't take up as much space as six, , no matter how fat their asses. "I mean, like... yeah?"

"Nice, thanks!" As the two men slid in, the one in a band shirt and jeans introduced himself and pointed to his friend, who was wearing a team jersey of some kind. Both smiled at Janine and Ella, only briefly noting the fact that the latter was moaning softly as she fingered herself, hips gyrating on the leather of the bench. "I'm Tyler, this is Tom. Glad to meet you two!"

"Yeah, uhm, uh-huh?" Eloquence wasn't Ella's strong suit at the best of times, and horny as she was, this weren't the best of times. At least not when it came to conversation. "El--Ella? And Janine!"

"Cool, cool." Tom grinned before a sly expression appeared on his face. "You haven't been Ella and Janine for all that long, eh?"

"Dude! Not cool!" Obviously, Tyler wasn't very happy with his friend's question. "You don't ask people that, not here, not ever. Not after the epidemic, alright?"

"Alright, sheesh, sorry. It's just, one is wearing a busted men's shirt, and both are wearing boxers. No duh they're fresh!"

"Still. I took you here because you promised to behave. That is not behaving, dude."

"I know, I know. Sorry, wasn't thinking." Tom pulled a face and leaned back against the bench's backrest, clearly annoyed with himself - and idly watched Janine climaxing next to him, mewling in bliss and bucking her hips helplessly. "Can we order something now? I'm gonna flag down a waitress. You girls want anything?"

"Y-yeah? We're, like, gonna order when Pat gets here," Ella replied while Janine went for round two, one hand buried between her thick thighs and the other hard at work on her bust. "What, uhm, what are you going for? The Barbara Blaster is totes yummy! And it gives you a fat ass!"

"Yup, I can see that. But me and my buddy here..." Tyler grinned at Tom and pulled out a set of dice. "... Are gonna roll on what we order."

"Uhm, like, why though?"

"'Cause it's fun as hell, and sexy." As he saw Ella's confused expression, Tyler raised an eyebrow. "Okay, don't take this the wrong way, but... this is you girl's first time here? Do you know what kind of bar this is?"

"One with totes yummy drinks!"

"That too," Tom chuckled, grinning broadly at Ella after poking Janine's shoulder and pointing to her currently unoccupied tit, casually groping and massaging it after the pink-haired bimbo had nodded enthusiastically. His reward was a drawnout, satisfied moan. "But most importantly, it's a TF bar. 'TF' for transformation. They sprang up pretty quick after the lockdown ended, because there is demand for what this so-called epidemic does."

"Yeah, true," continued Tyler, waving to Patricia as she hurried past, receiving a nod and a 'be with you soon' in response. "Basically, three kinds of people visit these bars. One, LGBTQ+ peeps, because while most of the time, they don't get the perfect body, what they end up with after just one evening is a hell of a lot closer to their identity than what they started out with. Which is why most TF bars are also LGBTQ+ bars."

"Two..." Taking over from his friend and raising two fingers of his free hand, Tom said: "People with, let's say, interesting interests. You know, the ones that are into unusual body configurations. Whether it's extra large assets, extra assets in general, unusual assets, having them or getting with someone that has them... You'll find them in this bar and others like it. It's also the reason the owners cover their asses with these forms. 'I understand that my body will change due to the beverages I consume here and waive my right to sue in case I don't like how I turn out'. Literally no one in this city dislikes how they turned out."

"And three: Pervs like us," grinned Tyler. "We're both bi, and kinky as heck. So we decided to make a little game: We roll, we drink, we change, and whoever gives up first loses. Resistance against this transformation stuff usually builds up pretty fast, so maybe it's gonna end up a draw, but it's also gonna be a hell of a lot of fun. And no matter what happens, Tom, my dear... Once we get home, I'm gonna fuck the everloving daylights out of you."

"Can't wait, my man."

"Oooh! So you're, like, together?" Ella struggled to wrap her head around all she'd just heard, but fucking she understood. "You two are a totes cute couple!"

"Eh, it's more a friends with benefits thing. We're not exclusive or anything. And after the epidemic, there's way too many hot people around. Saw a girl with three tits yesterday, and was like damn!"

"Uhm, wait, wait! I thought you were, like, in the third category?" That much Ella had managed to get.

"There's overlap between the three. In our case, the Venn diagram is a circle," Tom chuckled, only to scramble for the dice as Patricia appeared next to the booth with pad and stylus in hand. "Oh crap, gimme a sec, I'll take a... 16... Mai Thai!"

"Good choice! How about you, sir?"

"Let's see... 8? Double Trouble, please!"

"Got it," Patricia replied, entering the order on her pad before looking at Ella and Janine, the latter mewling softly as another climax made her body twitch, both her breasts still fondled by either her or Tom. "Anything for you, girls?"

"Uhm, uhm, yeah!" Grabbing the dice herself, Ella rolled and got a 4. "El Die-abblow for me!"

"That looks fuuuun~..." Voice still thick with lust, Janine at least proved that she'd been at least partially aware of the proceedings. With the hand that had been going to town on her tit, the pink-haired bimbo rolled for a result of 11. "That's a... uhm, what's that give me?"

"A Boosting Bull," Tyler supplied helpfully, turning to Patricia with a smile, who looked somewhere between non-plussed and amused. "Thanks so much, and put that on a shared tab. We don't know yet if Tom or I are gonna pay, but it's all going on one credit card."

"No problem, I'll take care of that." Making a note on her pad, Patricia nodded and speedwalked off to the next table to deliver a collection of drinks, leaving behind two bewildered bimbos and two excited guys.

"Oh man, just thinking about this gets me hard, man," beamed Tom, both hands now gently playing with Janine's triple nippled jugs, noting their unusual configuration with an appreciative frown. Janine herself relished the attention and used the hand that was now no longer occupied to free her shaft and stroke it idly, both her genitals now gently stimulated. "This is gonna be fun!"

"Like, why though?" Janine asked, biting her lower lip as Tom brushed his hands over her erect teats. "I totes get getting hard from, like, playing with your new stuff and getting hard, but--annh~, you, like, got magic hannnnds~..."

"I know, right?" Looking smug, Tom kept doing exactly what he was doing, much to Janine's enjoyment. "And why? Because I got a major transformation fetish. This is gonna be so hot."

"Which is why I brought this up to you in the first place, man." Tyler leaned back into the bench, looking at least as smug as his friend before turning his head to Ella. "Now, until the drinks are here - you alright to share how you two ended up here and, well, you?"

"Like, yeah!" Gesticulating enthusiastically, Ella regaled their two new friends with the exciting tale of the two bimbos. "And, like, that's when you two showed up."

"Oof. Sounds like you drew a bit of a short stick with the mental changes." Wincing, Tyler scratched the back of his head before pulling out his phone. "But I got good news for you: Yes, words and maths become a bit or a lot more complicated, sex gets much more important and can command all your attention at the drop of a hat, but you're not dumb dumb, if you get what I mean?"

"Uhmmm~... no?"

"Okay. What do you do?" Unlocking his phone, Tyler ignored the giggling and moaning on the other side of the table as Tom nibbled on Janine's ear, half his head disappearing in her pink hair. "College I'm guessing? You're around 20, right?"

"Yeah! Like, I study chemmy... chama... the stuff where you use all these funny little glasses and the burny things and stuff!"

"Nice, sounds cool!" Tyler fiddled a little with his phone, turning it so Ella didn't see the screen. "Alright, this is gonna be super basic, but it'll show you what I mean. What's the chemical formula for sulphuric acid?"

"H₂SO₄!" Without hesitation, Ella replied with the first thing her mind threw at her vocal chords.

"And how do you usually make it?"

"Uhm, you, like, use sulfur, oxygen, and water, and then you use either the contact process or, like, the wet sulfuric acid process. The first is, uhm, used for indie... andu... if you need, like, a lot, and--" Ella interrupted herself, eyes wide. The knowledge bubbled up through the sluggish, pink mist of her thoughts, and it was hard to put it into words, but she actually understood what she was saying! "Whoa..."

"See?" Grinning broadly, Tyler put away his phone and crossed his arms. "All the peeps I met that turned out like you are like that. They're super bubbly, sex-obsessed like you wouldn't believe and will drop anything to suck a dick, but their field of expertise stays intact. They don't even struggle to build on their knowledge. Aaas long as they regularly get a good dicking to take the edge off. Friend of mine had an online exam during lockdown, and her boyfriend had to bang her three times that day so she could focus enough."

"Oooh, that sounds fun!" Putting her pointer against her puffy lower lip, Ella fluttered her eyelids at Tyler. "Like, want my number? I have exams in a month, and could totes use a study partner..."

"Ha! Su--" Tyler was interrupted by a slightly harried-looking Patricia unloading the rack on her tauric half and putting four drinks on the table with a friendly 'Enjoy!' before taking off to the next table. "Let's postpone that. We miiiight not be fully compatible after this..."

"Like, uhm, okay?" Ella once again didn't understand - it didn't matter if you had a dick, a pussy, both or neither or even something totes out there, you could always have fun together. But she also wanted to respect Tom's decision. And try her 'El Dia-abblow'. "Okay, cheers and stuff!"

"Ayup, cheers," Tom grinned, taking his hands off Janine's funbags, much to the latter's disappointment. But seeing as the drinks had arrived, the pink-haired bimbo wasn't sad for long. "You're going down, Tyler, my man!"

"Psh, more like you're going down!" Raising his glass in salute, the two toned fluid - half blue, half yellow and slowly mixing - inside sloshing, Tyler smirked back at his friend. "On me, once you lost this thing!"

"Heehee~!" Giggling about the two guys' antics, Ella took a big gulp from her own drink as the others chugged theirs, only for her eyes to bulge. Only reflex saw her swallow the mouthful. "Hot! Hot!"

"Well, duh." Tom chuckled, putting down his emptied glass and leaning back against the bench, shivering in anticipation. "They make that with tabasc--oooh~!"

"Yeah... yeah... oh hell, this stuff works fast!" Arching his back, Tyler groaned deeply as his nipples began to show prominently through his band shirt. "Fuck, it feels good!"

"Oh fuck yes!" In the span of three words, Tom's voice went through an impressive transformation - higher, more sensual... and with a distinct, lilting accent Ella struggled to place. "God, man, I think I just came! Oh damn, my voice! I sound hot! Shit, this game was the best idea ever!"

Janine simply looked as the two men moaned and twitched, stroking herself under the table as she sipped on her Boosting Bull. Tyler had begun to massage his pecs, his fingers sinking ever deeper into budding breasts, a similar development taking place on the chest of his friend, only Tom was bending over almost double, swelling tits pressed against the table and hands pressed between his legs. Ella meanwhile felt the burning on her tongue lessen and turn into a pleasant tingle instead, although the lingering effect made the blonde's tongue feel strange, too.

"Man, I think my dick's--oooh... shrinking, dude!" Before Ella could investigate further, though, Tom lifted his head, slackjawed and moaning, and the bimbo could see that his face as slowly changing. As Tom's skin color changed almost imperceptively, his hair darkened from brown to shining black, eyelashes thicker and longer even as his eyes took on a distinct almond shape. "Ffffuck, it's so sensitive, it's... dude, it's turning into a clit! I'm turning into a chick! Awesome!"

"Hot one, too," mewled Tyler in reply, hefting the sizeable boobs on his chest to feel their weight. "Seriously, man, you sorta look like Angie Wu, from Intro to Psych?"

"Oooh, I always loved her haiiir~..."

"That--that's what you focus on?" Breath catching in his throat as he pulled on his by now rather prodigious nipples, Tyler chuckled, only to moan throatily as his breasts began to overflow his hands. "Not that cute face of hers? Or her 'I squat 200 pounds' ass?"

"F--uuuh~... Fuck you, man, her hair's amazing!" Raising his body off the table a bit, Tom's swelling funbags jiggled under his jersey, impressively shapely under the thin fabric. "But fuck me, this body feels so gooood~!"

"I'm lowkey disappointed, though..." Mashing his tits together, Tyler gasped lewdly as the sensitive flesh bulged against his shirt. "You're getting a full-body change, and me? A pair of tits. Big whoop. Half the city that didn't already have them grew some!"

"Yeah, naw." Tom brought one of his hands up from his crotch to cup one of his pert little tits, the neck hole of his jersey slowly sliding off his left shoulder as he began to lose height. "Maybe don't just play with the upper two, nerd."

"Upper...? Whoaanh~..."

Ella hadn't noticed either, but indeed, right onter Tyler's impressive upper boobs, a second set was playing catch-up, and the changing titboy was more than happy to fondle these two as well. The blonde's eyes, meanwhile, flitted between him, Tom, and Janine, who was still gently pumping her shaft and taking sips of her drink, leaning back against the bench with her eyes closed. But one thing caught Ella's eyes as she took a mouthful of her El Diablo - Janine wasn't stroking herself under the table any longer. Not entirely. As Ella watched, her friend took another sip, and with some gentle bucking of her hips, Janine's pulsing rod put on inch after inch, growing fatter all the while, thick drops of pre oozing from the tip of the increasingly oversized schlong.

The sight made Ella drool and lick her lips hungrily - only to finally notice the altered shape of her tongue. Going crosseyed to see, the bimbo futa extended the slick muscle. And extended it. And then some more. The forked tip wriggled almost a foot out from Ella's face, her eyes bulging at the freaky sight... and the possibilities it offered. Her blowjobs would be out of this world! What else would that drink do?!

Excitedly chugging the rest of her El Diablo, Ella barely noticed that the hot bite of the tabasco barely registered now, not beyond a slight tingle on her forked tongue. And said tingle began to travel through her body, giving her goosebumps all over her skin, a slightly red tinge appearing on Ella's dark complexion. Her horsecock throbbed and twitched as the tingles intensified in five distinct spots on her body - her temples, her feet... and right between her enormous ass cheeks, on top of her crack.

"Holy crap, dude, I'm a full-on chick! I'm so fucking wet!" It seemed Tom was the first to be done. He'd lost a good foot of height, one shoulder sticking from the shoulder of his jersey, revealing the upper swell of two decently-sized, perky tits, one of his hands hefting the soft orb as the other quested between his legs. "I can't wait to see what the next drink does!"

"Uh-hunnh~..." Tyler was still growing. His upper boobs had reached a size that rivaled his head, but the lower gazongas were still swelling under his ministrations, the busty boy's face flush and slack. "Fu-huck yeah..."

Janine seemed to be nearing completion, too, in more than one way. Her drink was almost empty, her stroking hand was far from it. In fact, her shaft had swelled to such outrageous proportions that the pink-haired bimbo's dainty hand was now more caressing than stroking, barely able to reach halfway around her throbbing rod. And speaking of reach: The swollen glans easily cleared Janine's clavicle. Ella felt almost a little jealous as she realized that Janine would be able to jerk off, titfuck herself, and give herself a BJ! At the same time! And then she remembered that thanks to her massive horsecock, she was able to do just the same.

And of course, after downing her own drink, she was far from done changing herself. The tingles above Ella's brow, on her tailbone and in her feet had intensified, grown to an almost sensual itch, and as the blonde raised her hand to her forehead, the sensation broke, like a series of mini-orgasms situated where the tingling had bed. Throwing back her head, Ella grabbed her humongous tits, only to feel them, too, begin to grow in her hands as she squeezed and jiggled the sensitive flesh, feet kicking and sliding over the tiled floor.

Ella could feel her body changing, burning with lust and desire, horsecock freely leaking pre as she kicked off her sneakers as they began to constrict her feet. The blonde bimbo's entire legs now tingled fiercely as bones clicked and creaked, shins shortening slowly as her feet lengthened, giving her a digitigrade stance that would surely give her an incredibly sensual gait - and her toes began to fuse, nails hardening and growing, consuming the dark red skin of her toes until Ella stood on two shiny, cloven hooves. Or rather, twitched and kicked them on the tiles.

At the same time, her tailbone unfused and stretched, groaning as it grew from above Ella's globular ass cheeks, worming its way out over the waistband of her boxers as it slowly lengthened, flicking through the air. The tip unfurled and twitched, growing into a heart-shaped spade that instinctively sought out Ella's straining, bestial member to caress the hot, throbbing flesh, the sensations making Ella's eyes roll up in her head as her tail spiralled around the base of her lenth, gently pumping the futa's shaft.

Spiralling was happening somewhere else as well - from her temples, ridged and jagged horns had begun to extend, curling around her ears until their outward-turning tips framed the increasingly demonic herm's slack jaw as Ella panted with lust, forked tongue extending down until the twinned tip rested at the top of her deepening cleavage. Ella had been voluptuous before, now her proportions were beginnig to border on ridiculous, with her titanic jugs jutting out before her. One more button on her shirt gave up the ghost, and the fabric slid back to reveal Ella's mountainous mammaries in all their glory, puffy areolas capped by thumb-sized nipples on full display.

Arousal spiraling out of control, Ella kept stroking and pumping and jerking her bestial prick with her sinuous tail, feeling infernal amounts of cum roil inside her swollen nuts, and hefted one of her enormous hooters to suck the erect, throbbing nipple between her pouty lips, tongue snaking around the heaving orb as Ella suckled on herself, the intensity of the sensations wracking her mind as pre squirted from her massive schlong, moans vibrating through her breast in more than one way and hot breath washing over the soft skin.

Heavier and heavier Ella's giant gazongas became, until she needed two hands just to keep one of them between her lips, and the demonic bimbo could feel her enormous rod slap against the table from below with increasing frequency as the turgid horse cock strained again and again, flinging strings of pre through the air, nuts beginning to twitch and contract as the writhing succubus felt her second climax of the night approach as rapidly as it was inexorable.

"Mgh-mh-mmmmmh~!" Muffled by a metric ton of boobflesh, Ella's moans still reached an impressive volume as bliss exploded through her mind and jizz exploded from her cock, blasting against Janine's crotch and spattering all over the floor and the table's underside.

And still Ella kept suckling as her hips bucked and thrust, moving on her cushiony backside, nuts emptying themselves with lewd squelching sounds as her tongue slobbered over her enormous tit, unable to cover every inch despite its length. Squealing and moaning into her breast, Ella could feel her mind buckle under the pleasure, spikes of pure lust battering her whenever her shaft strained and exploded, until finally, her cum began to peter out.

Strength draining, Ella collapsed against the bench, shaft slowly softening and oozing globs of cum that put lesser cocks' entire loads to shame. Letting her sore nipple slide from between her lips with a moan, Ella felt the heavy mound slap against her chest, the sensitive orb jiggling as it settled, tail uncoiling and hanging limply from the bench. Ella had never felt so exhausted, or so satisfied.

"Cheers to that show!" Tyler raised his empty glass to the exhausted Ella next to him, foursome of tits jiggling as he straightened. "Ready for another round?"