Back home in a new body

This is probably the part of the story where you're expecting my eyes to snap open, and then I'm thrust forward into a new horrifying whatever.

Well, real anaesthesia isn't like that. It took me hours to wake up... And while under normal conditions I might've been able to sleep through all that half-awake, half-****-up nonsense, I didn't have that opportunity. I wasn't being left alone to rest.

The first thing I remember is the spanking. I heard it before I felt it: clap, clap, clap, like someone banging out a slow beat on a fleshy drum. In retrospect, it was one of the doctors (well, the things that looked like doctors) slapping my ass. I think I was on my front, the back of my hospital gown pulled open to expose my cheeks to the world.

A bit later--Not sure how much later--I heard Mom and Ace talking. They seemed impressed by my new rear end... Ah, right, the changes. As feeling returned to my body, I felt the cold air on my bare bottom. That was enough to clue me into its new size: not "bimbo stripper" big, not "Instagram thot" big, but plenty juicy and perfectly round--Think "semi-thicc girl at school." Certainly a size up from my old ass, which was flat, kinda small, and... Well, masculine.

From the tone of Ace's voice, he enjoyed the change. I felt him climb up onto the bed, slapping his cock down between my cheeks. All that rough groping and nude dry-humping should've hurt, so soon after surgery, but there wasn't the slightest bit of pain. Even then, in my barely-quarter-conscious state, I remember thinking that didn't add up...

...Which got me thinking about the unusual things I'd witnessed, when I woke up during the surgery...

...And then my mind shut down again. Apparently I wasn't ready to process that quite yet.

After a long gap, the next thing I remember is getting pushed down the hall on a gurney. But I wasn't lying on top of it, at least not in the normal way: instead my body was draped sideways across the middle, like a sock thrown onto a drying rack.

I realized why when people started putting me to use.

I don't know exactly who, or how many there were, but Ace was certainly there... A few of the guys from the clinic... Presumably a customer or two. As Mom and a helpful nurse wheeled me down the hall, they'd stop and offer me to any man they passed. Nearly all took them up on it, slowing our progress through the clinic to a crawl.

The first time a stranger's cock slid into my mouth, I realized what the "surgeons" had done on that end. My lips were plump... Nothing unrealistic, but again, shockingly big for a boy. The kind of beestung lips I made fun of female streamers for sporting.

But who can blame them? I guess most dudes REALLY ARE into it,_ _I thought, flirting with coherency as Ace plunged inside for his third facefuck of the hour. He didn't seem to mind the fact that my face was dripping with jizz, or that I was too exhausted to actually do any sucking: he just plowed ahead regardless, pistoning into my throat and matching the rhythm of whoever was balls-deep in my newly-plump ass.

Eventually the spitroasting gauntlet came to an end, and I was moved over to a wheelchair. Out of the building... Across the parking lot... Over to Mom's--

"Hey, just a sec babe." The voice came from a random pedestrian on the sidewalk: a young guy, walking hand-in-hand with his girlfriend. Pulling away from her, he hustled over to my wheelchair and unzipped his fly. "Nice lips."

"...Guh," I grunted, a dollop of cum slipping down my lolling tongue and splattering on my chest.

"Thanks," Ace said, leaning on my shoulder. "Want a poke?"

"For sure!" Wasting no time, the teenager slipped his half-hard dick into my mouth. Then he grabbed the back of my head, moving it gently to massage his erection to full mast. "Mmm... Wow."

"Isn't it great, Felix?" Mom placed a hand on my other shoulder, rubbing it gently. "You're so popular."

It didn't take long for the newcomer to spill his load, which I swallowed dutifully--I mean, it's not like I had much choice. My muscles were still weak, and my willpower was barely getting revved up.

"F-fuck... Suck it down, you little DSL cocksleeve--Uuungh..." He ran his hands through my hair as jizz spurted into my throat. When he was almost done I flicked my tongue involuntarily, drawing out one last spurt. "G-good boy... And hey, thanks guys!"

"No worries," Ace chuckled, waving goodbye before turning to the task of loading me into the car.

I must've napped on the ride home, because the next thing I remember was being nudged awake and helped to my feet. My strength was coming back by that point, and I was able to walk up the driveway and into the house with minimal assistance.

"According to the doctors, you should be fine in an hour or so," Mom said conversationally, as she helped me remove our shoes. "You might miss first period, but that's about it."

"Wuh... School? Today?"

"Mhm."

"I'm... I just... No."

"You're already on your feet, so why the heck not?" She shot me a look of shame. "You're not trying to skip out because of this, are you? Be responsible, hon."

"I... Ugh..." I shook my head, trying to clear the fog. "Can I... Food? Eat first?"

"Well, you should've had plenty at the hospital--Ah, but they said it might take some getting used to. You might still feel cravings for regular food, at least until your body realizes it's getting plenty of nutrition."

"Wuh... What?"

"Y'know, because of the changes they made? In here?" She gave my tummy a poke. "Didn't they tell you?"

"...N-no..."

"Oh, you probably just forgot. All that night-night gas," she giggled. "It's okay, sweetie. I'll get you an apple or something... Just a little snack. You won't be eating any more meals--Other than spooge, that is! Wouldn't want you getting fat."

My eyes went wide as she turned and walked into the kitchen. I stood there frozen for a moment, processing what she'd said--And then I sprang into action.

...Well, slumped into action. Slowly and laboriously, I staggered across the hall, down the stairs, and into my basement suite. Then, in a moment of absolute genius, I closed the door and locked it behind me.

Leaning against it and breathing heavily, I felt my inflated backside pressing against the wood. Holy fuckin' Jesus. What am I gonna do? I took a moment to collect myself, wiped some leftover cum off my thick lips, then made my way over to my bed. Right now... Nothing. I need some actual REST.

Even in those most uncomfortable circumstances, the warm bed was bliss... Unfortunately, I wouldn't get much of a chance to sleep.