Changes

Double dosing on x-change was a bad idea, especially with an experimental custom dose, but desperation had led me to make some questionable choices. I felt the effects of the pill kick in as I stumbled towards my car. My vision blurred and my body grew hot, as if I was in the throes of a fever. The sound of my heels echoing on the pavement was the only thing keeping me tethered to reality. I was getting shorter and my breasts and ass were growing. My skin was darkening and I was getting turned on. “Please not bimbo…” I begged.

But it was too late. The pill had taken hold and I was only along for the ride. The tight dress that once accentuated my curves now barely contained my newly voluptuous figure. My brain was fogging over with lustful thoughts, making it difficult to focus on anything but the need to fuck. I got in my SUV and drove off to someplace safe and away from here, pulling into a car park to ride out the transformation. Twenty four hours had become a lot longer it seemed.

In the rearview mirror, my reflection grew hazier with each passing second. The sharp edges of my cheekbones softened, my eyes widened, and my skin took on a new glow. I watched in horror as my body morphed into something that could only be described as a walking wet dream. My skin was now a deep, rich chocolate, my eyes turned to a sparkling hazel, and my hair fell in soft, bouncy curls around my shoulders. My clothes were tight, my breasts threatening to spill out of my top. They felt heavy and on my even more petite body they must have looked huge!

The car park was deserted. The heat between my legs grew unbearable, and I found myself fidgeting, trying to ease the ache that was building. I knew that if I didn’t find somewhere to let off steam soon… fuck so horny!

I managed to get out of the car, and the cool night air hit me like a slap in the face. The tension in my body grew as my thoughts turned to Harry, and the way his hands had felt on me. So good! I needed to find someone to fuck me, and fast.

I stumbled to the nearest alley, my new body drawing whistles and catcalls from a group of guys passing by. The pill was turning me into a sexual siren, and fuck me if I didn’t use it to my advantage. I approached the nearest one, a tall, muscular guy with a smirk that suggested he thought he could handle whatever I threw at him. "Hey, baby," I purred, my voice now a sultry whisper that seemed to resonate in the very air around us.

He took a step closer, his eyes raking over my transformed body. "What's a fine thing like you doing out here all alone?" he asked, leeringly.

"Looking for someone to keep me company," I replied, my voice thick with desire. The alley was dark and quiet, the perfect place to fuck! Who cared about his friends.

He grinned, taking another step closer. "Well, you've found the right guy," he said, his hand reaching out to grab my waist. But before he could touch me, I spun around, pressing my body against the cold brick wall, huge breasts mashed against the brickwork, nipples tender as hell, arching my back, presenting my ass to him. "Take me now," I demanded, my voice dripping with need.

The guy's eyes widened, and I could see his pupils dilate with lust. He fumbled with his belt, his excitement palpable. I reached down and slid my hand to my dress and hiking it up - I wasn’t wearing any panties. I was gently teasing myself as I watched him in the dim light of the streetlamp. His pants hit the ground and he stepped closer, his cock standing at attention. "You're going to love this," he murmured, leaning in to kiss me.

But I had other plans. I turned my head away, keeping the seductive look in my eyes as I whispered, "Take me from behind. Fuck me. I need it!" He didn’t need any more encouragement. He grabbed my hips and slammed into me, and the sensation was overwhelming. The alleyway was alive with the sound of his grunts and my moans, our bodies slapping together with an urgency that was as much about the **** as it was about the situation. His friends stared. Fuck them…

It was quick and dirty, and as he came inside me, I felt a strange mix of pleasure and submissive satisfaction. The pill had done its job, reducing me to a mindless sex object, but I had to admit, the feeling was intense and incredibly exciting. I pulled away, my knees wobbly, and watched as he tucked himself away and zipped up his pants with a satisfied smirk. "Thanks," I murmured, trying to keep my voice steady.

The other guys in the group looked at me hungrily, and I knew I wasn't done yet. "Who's next?" I asked, my voice a siren's call in the darkness. They stepped forward eagerly…