I did (submissive path)

The male part of me felt uncomfortable about it but the moment I heard the phrase “make a woman out of you” I felt my stomach doing somersaults in time with deeper, stronger pulsing in my vagina. I knew on some instinctual level that I still had a choice. If I decided I didn’t want this the urges in my body would recede and honor my decision. But I also knew that I didn’t *want* to leave. On many levels the masculine part of me was deeply embarrassed by the desires I was feeling, but they were *my* desires.

As Maggie sat there, hands clenched as she held off her hormonal desires, I made my decision. I lifted my hands to the spot where I’d tucked my towel into itself, and in one shaky but decisive move I pulled the towel apart. Blushing absolutely crimson, I spread my legs to show Maggie the wetness leaking from me. “I meant it.”

Maggie pounced. I expected her to take me right away, but instead she once again buried her face in my crotch, tongue lapping at my wetness. I moaned softly and rolled my hips into her face, enjoying the sensation of her tongue darting into my desperately empty hole. I quickly reached my first orgasm, my hole clenching on Maggie’s tongue as I once again sprayed her face with my girl cum.

As my body was still spamming in orgasmic bliss Maggie pulled herself up onto the bed, pushing her body between my legs and bringing her face up to meet mine. She lifted my chin up and kissed me, letting me experience my own feminine wetness for the first time as her tongue pushed into my mouth. Just as it had with my semen the taste in my mouth caused another orgasm to start, overlapping with the first and causing me to moan wantonly around Maggie’s tongue as I felt pleasure no male mind (and probably no human mind at all) was designed for.

As we continued to kiss I felt Maggie’s hardness press against my stomach, and in spite of my continuing orgasm my arousal shot up higher than I’d yet experienced. Sure my fingers had felt good and Maggie’s tongue was heavenly, but *that* was what I needed. What I’d needed ever since I was changed. I needed to feel that rod pushing into me. Feel Maggie’s balls pressed against me as she filled me. Filling me with load after load until I knew I was pregnant.

Wait, *what*!?

“Well well.” my goddess whispered in the back of my mind “At every turn you surprise me with just how *receptive* you are to your body’s desires. I haven’t even put any eggs in your ovary yet and you already want to get bred like a beast in heat.” (I have an ovary?) She laughed softly. “We’ll talk more about it when you’re less…preoccupied.”

Almost as though it was agreeing with her my pussy gushed wetness, and suddenly I couldn’t wait any longer. “Please” I said, voice quivering as my body continued to quake from the tail end of my back-to-back orgasms “I need you. I’m so wet and so empty. Please just put it in me.” Again I felt the lack of filter on my words as I heard myself add “Make me your cockslut.”

That did it. Maggie unceremoniously grabbed my hips, slid her cock down past mine to line up with my vagina, and pushed herself into me.

“UGGH.” I’d never felt anything that compared to the sensation of Maggie’s cock pushing into me. I’d had my vagina for less than a day and the sheer joy of feeling it stretch around a cock was lightyears ahead of anything my own cock had ever felt. I knew in that moment that I would never be the same again. All future discussions of my life would now be broken down into the pre- and post-cock eras.

“Maggie. Fuck. Keep going. I need it. Fill my slutty hole with your cock!”

On hearing that Maggie pressed deeper into me, stretching me wider than I had thought I could stretch. “How does my little cockslut like being filled up?”

My insides pulsed around her at that. “I love it. Please go deeper. I ugggn…” My words were cut off by the feeling of her cock rubbing against something I would later realize was my new g-spot deep inside my pussy. Almost by themselves my hands reached down to grab Maggie’s hips and with all the energy I had left I pulled her the rest of the way inside me.

I felt her balls slap lightly against my ass at the same moment the head of her cock brushed against my new cervix, and that was the last straw. I know some women find that uncomfortable for a guy to hit their cervix, but apparently I wasn’t among them. The joint sensations of Maggie’s cock pressing against my g-spot and cervix, plus the added pressure of her body resting against my clit and my own cock pressing itself into her stomach was too much for me.

“Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Maggie I’m cumming. FUCK. I’M CUMMINGGGG.” My last few functioning brain cells hoped that nobody was still in the dorms right now, because anyone in the building could probably hear me cumming my brains out. Instinctively I wrapped my legs around her as my hips pumped against her, my cock pumping cum all over our stomachs as it came along with my pussy.

“Damn she really did a number on you, didn’t she?” Maggie laughed a little and began thrusting harder into me, increasing the intensity of my ongoing climax. “It’s good you cum so easily because I’m not gonna last long with you milking me like that.”

I wrapped my arms around her tighter and looked her in the eyes. Again the masculine part of me tried to hold back my tongue out of embarrassment, but my body was having none of that. “Please cum inside me. I need to feel your cum filling me up. Pump me full of your…”

Maggie cut me off by grabbing me face and kissing me again, just as she thrust her hips into me hard and held herself deep inside me. I felt her moan into my mouth, and a split second later I felt her cock pulse inside me. Like a damn breaking, I felt a rush of molten hot liquid pouring into me, and my body screamed with joy at the sensation.

I started to panic slightly as I realized each splash of cum was triggering another orgasm. I’d already been in the middle of an orgasm before she came, and the additional blast of ecstasy every time her balls pumped into me was too much. Each orgasm seemed to stack one on top of the next as Maggie continued her (apparently also magically extended) orgasm. I felt myself black out even as my body continued squeezing her cock desperately.

I’m not sure how long I was **** but I came back to my senses lying spread eagled on my back with Maggie nuzzled against my right side, her right hand lightly stroking my chest. I managed to shake enough of the orgasmic cobwebs from my brain to focus on her face.

She smiled and said “Welcome back John. I was starting to worry I’d broken you.”

I found myself smiling back “I think you did, but it was *sooo* worth it.”

We had a lot to talk about (and I had even more to discuss with my goddess), but at that moment all I wanted was to lay there and bask in the joy of everything I’d just experience.