Drain his dick and drink every diseased drop.

You know it's risky, but that's part of the thrill. You peel off the rubber from his rosy rod and rub it all over your face. It feels so much warmer, so vital and virile. You just have to taste it, giving it a looooong lick from Drew's beautiful balls up to his throbbing tip. You find the aftertaste of the condom unpleasant and make a mental note to start without it next time. You don't linger on the thought that you are already planning on doing this again, preferring instead to focus on sucking the synthetic taste off of his shaft, so you can savor the full bodied flavor of your friend's fuckstick.

"Be careful, Brian. I'd never forgive myself if I accidentally infected you." Drew moans as he runs his fingers through your hair and you are hit hard with a revelation that rocks you to the core...you won't forgive yourself if you aren't purposely infected. It's as obvious as the cock throbbing against your tongue. You didn't peel the wrapper off your friend's fat sausage to 'help' him out, and you aren't about to cum without ever touching your cock because he has nice tits and a hourglass figure. It's his masculine aura you are attracted to, and while you don't know if that makes you gay, it sure as shit marks straight off the list.

"Fuuuuck...God yesssss yesssss." Drew is practically purring his praises as you suck on the fat vein running up his shaft and you wonder wistfully why you ever wanted to be straight anyway. It seems to work for some folks, but having tasted the forbidden fruit, you can't imagine going back. It's like the scales have fallen from your eyes and you can finally see the possibilities before you. You wonder why you ever worried about being a bimoi before. A beautiful, healthy body...losing that pesky gag reflex...being free to choose who you are and what you are and to celebrate the discovery. "Oh fuck...Brian! Back off! I'm about to..."

You lunge for Drew's cockhead latching your lips on it in an airtight seal as he helplessly explodes in your mouth. You greedily guzzle the thick seed, not taking time to savor it for fear of missing a single diseased drop. You needed have worried...the moment you swallow the first mouthful you can feel the infection spreading.

It starts as a fever, burning away the few fine hairs on your body and making your skin soft and malleable. You fall back to the floor as the itch hits you, your scalp a bed of ants as your hair grows lustrous and long and your lashes lengthen. The swelling starts next, feeling less painful and more like the horniest hard on you've ever felt. Your cock swelling and growing to a more than modest size and your chest following suit followed shortly by your ass and hips. Your bones crack and reform to give you even more feminine features and petite, porntastic proportions...you know it hurts, sort of, but pain is a different experience all together now as your brain floods your body with a powerful cocktail of adrenalin, serotonin, endorphins and chemicals you aren't sure there are even names for. By the time the changes have washed over you, it feels less like an infection and more like a miraculous rebirth.

"OhmyGodohfuckohshutI'msorryI'msorryohnoohfuckohGod!" Drew sputters sorries at a mile a minute as he helps you up, but you are feeling far from wronged. You walk over to the mirror and inspect the 'damage', twisting to get a look at your plump oversized ass and birthing hips and playing with your excited E cup breasts. You grab them hard and they feel so full of powerfully pleasurable pressure, like you could just squeeeeze the juice out of them. Moaning, you give it a try, giddily giggling as it causes your shaft to spurt untouched coating the mirror and making you fall to your knees wracked by shudders of sublime splendor. You see your cum coated reflection and decide it's a good look for you.

You turn to see Drew, suddenly speechless as he stares at his bro turned babe. You start heading over to him, tickled that the cocky bimboi is suddenly shy and backing away from you as you slowly slink towards him. You sway your hips and watch his eyes lock on your gait, darting to your delicious dangling breasts and up to your luscious lips and hungry eyes. He has no escape, every part of you is beautiful and eager and hungry for his touch. You pin him to the wall, your breast crushing up under his and your head lifting to chase his mouth with yours. You bring your lips kissably close and coo, "I'm sorry Drew. I shouldn't have done that without permission. I just knew I had to have you...and I wanted it to be like this. I want to be more than a one night stand. I wanna be your girl. But if you're still sore about it...you can punish me if you want to."

"You sneaky slut..." Drew moans almost admiringly and he pulls you on your tippy toes to kiss you hard enough to count as punishment and sweet enough to be a reward. His hands roam ravishingly all over your insanely sensitive flesh. He squeezes your creamy tits and sucks your bell shapes nipples until they ring hallelujah. He slides down your legs and they slide up his body so you can lock them around his hips, climbing up his amazonian physique so you can bury your face in his cushiony chest and kiss your way up to his neck. He snarls and snaps at your lips, drawing blood and willing whimpers as he paints your lips and tongue with his own and spins you around dizzyingly so that it's your back pinned to the wall now and your ass in midair, dangling dangerously over his cock.

"I'm going to fuck you for being such a naughty slut!" Drew growls as if he isn't offering you the thing you want most. He slides you down his shaft, your asshole effortlessly stretching to accommodate his fearsomely thick cock, but only just so. The pain is almost imperceptible, little pinprick pinches inside your tender tissue, but the pleasure is like nothing you have ever dreamed of. It's as if the lining of your hot hole was covered in a million, billion cockheads all cumming harder than you ever imagined possible all at once. Only, instead of fading away like when you used to loose your juice, they only cum harder and harder and the feeling carries to every climaxing cell in your body.

"I EEEEEE NNGH UNH AH loOOooOoOOOve YIP YIP YELP yoOOOOOOOOOOOu!" Your cry is completely irrational, 100% involuntary, and as you realize as Drew fills your newborn bimboi cunt with cum and your throat with his tongue...entirely true. Even before his transformation he always looked out for you and never looked down on you, even if you couldn't help look up to him and to look longingly without being able to admit what you were waiting for. Cured of your uncertainty and now with literal 20/20 vision, you can see what was so clear all along. You are in love with your best friend, and you want to be more than BFFs with benefits. You hope from the way he is still kissing you even after his last shuddery spurt fills your cunt that means he wants the same thing as you.