Ned Travers: Father of Two and Now The Only Girl In A House Of Men.

"Ngh." You wake up surrounded by three naked men.
They're big and buff and the morning wood of one is poking you in your soft thigh. The sight of that thick monster still makes you sore in your... new parts.
You'd like nothing more than to get out of bed before they wake up and get something to eat before they need you to... deal with them.
But that's a pipe dream. You've come to peace with that now.
"Hmph... Mornin' honey..."
You sigh. "Hey, Trish."
Your wife, now a man, yanks on your hair and pulls you back down into bed.

Your name is Ned Travers and your Great Shift has been more trying than most. You used to be a banker, just an average joe working the 9 to 5, trying to provide for his wife. You were pushing fifty and your two daughters Sandy and Rina had been visiting you when the Great Shift hit.
You were just minding your own business when you blacked out. When you came to, you were in the body of Crystal; a 22 year old stripper working in a club downtown.
The mind of a balding pudgy man in the body of a taut nubile woman.
It took some time to clear up your ID but soon you were back home with your family. Your new family. As it turns out, all three of them ended up in the bodies of the local collage football team.
Your beautiful wife and daughters are now big burly men.
Their bodies towered over yours. Thick ropes of muscle, taut buttocks, big fat- well...
But there was one thing you all have in common. Your bodies are very horny.
And so, one day, Trish just bent you over the kitchen counter top and just went to town. And Sandy and Rina just joined in.
And that's why you've been both falling asleep and waking up in a big fuckpile.

Trish pushes you down into the soft down of the King-size mattress.
"Mngh, you look nice..." She says, nuzzling your neck.
"Thanks, Trishy, Can I- OH!" You stop short when you feel something long and hard poke at your ass.
Trish's big meaty hand snakes down your body and wraps around your right thigh, lifting it up.
Her fat cock slips through the gap a few times before spearing right into your asshole.
You stammer out a hurried, "Trish, that's the wrong-" before she pushes into your butt. A strangled moan falls out of you when she starts pounding.
In front of you, Sandy is stirring awake, the cock of her African-American body just slightly bigger than that of your wife.
"Oh... Good morning, Daddy..." The deep voiced rumble says to you.
"Ngh- Hey..." You say back, glancing down at her own erection.
Sandy skootches forward and pushes the head of her cock into your open pussy.
"Nghoohhhshit...!" You moan as Sandy start to fuck you, keeping pace with her Mother.
"Aw, come on, man..." Rina says on the end of the bed. "Couldna left room for me? I've gotta full flagpole here!" "Sorry, Sis. Maybe next time." Sandy says.
"Yeah, I'm gettin' the middle tonight." Rina sits up, the long curtain of her dark hair flowing behind her.
"I'll start breakfast..." She says walking off whilst stroking her cock. "Then, I'm gonna get that pussy, don't care how full it is..."

You have a full day ahead.