Home Bree

You sat there on the store room floor, the dildo still sticking out of you like a sad, forgotten toy, and you tried to make sense of what just happened.

You knew Ivy was a regular from the game, but she was never like this. She didn’t have a dildo, and she certainly didn’t talk like that. Was this some kind of twisted side quest? Or had you just lost all touch with reality? You didn’t know anymore, but you knew one thing for sure: you had to get out of this bar before you lost any more of yourself to this madness.

You grabbed the dildo and pulled it out then frown as you read the brand. Excalibur. What did that mean? You clean yourself up then dress in your overlarge male clothes. You swallow. You had to make a walk of shame back through the bar. Everyone knew what you’d been doing. You shouldn’t care but for some weird reason you did.

You stumble out of the backroom, trying to hold your head high despite the stumbling, slutty way you were moving. Your hips swung more than they ever had and your tits felt like they were going to fall out of your shirt. The bar patrons watched you with knowing smiles and lewd looks that made you feel like a piece of meat. You felt your face burning with embarrassment and arousal as you walked back through the main bar and out the front door. You pulled out your car keys and used the door remote to find your car. It was a sports car. - a fucking Ferrari Testerosa You climbed in and adjusted the seat for your smaller frame then started to drive home.

But where was home? You had to think hard about that. In the game Bruce lived at a mansion in Elysian Heights with Ezra his butler. The mansion had its own MMA gym where… oh that’s right Bruce actually took x-change basics and trained as a girl… that was kindof strange. But you could understand why someone might want to play around with a female body now. It was relatable. From memory the mansion had a collection of classic cars including a Lamborghini and Aston Martin. There was a pool with a natural waterfall, a jacuzzi, and a VR game room. You checked your phone - and found Bruce’s - now your details in your address book.

You had no idea how your life had gotten so fucked up. You had been a man stuck as an NPC antagonist in a sex game and now you were a slutty girl named Bree?! This was ridiculous! You just wanted to go to Bruce’s home and sleep this all off! A week plus a day for each orgasm. You had ten days as Bree if you didn’t orgasm again… although there was the mall. You could buy a reverse pill… couldn’t you? Maybe.

You drove the fancy sports car to Bruce’s home, feeling the unfamiliar weight of your new breasts pressing against the seatbelt. You couldn’t get the memory of John’s cock out of your mind, the way it had felt as it stretched and filled you, the way your body had responded so eagerly to his touch. Then Ivy’s dominance of you. The double ended dildo… fuck that had been intense! You shivered, feeling wetness pooling between your legs again. No. You couldn’t do this. You had to find a way to change back before you lost it all.

When you finally arrived at the mansion, you were surprised to find it looked exactly as you remembered it from the game. You don’t remember the gate code so used the gate intercom instead. “Yes?” Ezra, Bruce’s butler asked.

“It’s me. Bruce. I had an accident. Let me in.” You explained.

“Yes… Miss.” Ezra replied primly. What was the deal with him. And Bruce’s dad, Victor.

As you drove up the long winding drive to the hilltop mansion you took a deep breath, trying to steady your nerves. You needed to think clearly. Maybe you could masturbate one more time… no that would be too risky. You’d just have to hold out for the next 10 days. It wasn’t like you hadn’t gone that long without getting laid before.