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Chapter 6 by TransformMeIntoPussy TransformMeIntoPussy

What's next?

I start to slip, but why fight?

I drove to the grocery store, parked, and walked inside. I tried to act natural, but how could I when a demon was playing with my brain. Every reflective surface that caught my eye gave a brief glimpse of Lilith's intended future for us. I browsed the aisles, picking up what I needed. Simple bachelor food items. I hardly thought about what I wanted from the shelves, everything seemed so bland. There was a strange odor wafting around my face. Sniff. Sniff. "What is that musk?" I thought. It was strong and I could taste it too. I smacked and rolled my tongue and licked my lips trying to determine what this sensation was. So pungent and also oddly delicious but It made me uncomfortable. In my mind I heard a very quiet and distant giggle from Lilith. I ignored her.

As I walked through another aisle I recognized one of the workers. Philip, we went to high school together and he's been working here at his family's grocery store his whole life. Such a happy carefree guy. Always smiling and gracious to customers. We were never really friends though. He was extremely popular with everyone at school, especially the girls. It wasn't surprising considering his good looks and aptitude for sports.

I approached him nonchalantly, investigating the produce on the shelf as I went. Philip stood 6'3" tall. A giant compared to my 5'6" frame. He was dark, handsome, muscular with a full head of thick jet black hair. The epitome of masculinity. His eyes colored a dark brown like coffee. Warm and inviting. Most noticeable of all was the massive bulge in his tight pants. Utterly impossible to fully conceal. Well endowed didn't even begin to describe the gift he had between his legs.

As I shuffled down the aisle picking up and putting down various vegetables and fruits, my eyes were drawn to that menacing python in his jeans. I couldn't help but imagine him pulling his jeans down, slowly letting his beast flop out and grow. And in my vision it grew to enormous proportions. Thick and veiny. Dripping with precum and eager to fuck. "Gosh what would it feel like to have that thing split me open," I imagined him grabbing me by my hips with his big hands and pushing me against a wall. His snake dangled before me and slowly encroached on my lips. In my mind I was Lilith's sloppy, winking sex. "Yes yes, closer please get it in me," I begged. His rough hands gripped harder and I could feel it like he was really wrapped around me. Like I truly occupied the space between a pair of supple legs. Her hips were mine and his hands pulled me in. That monster dick pressed up on my waiting entrance, "push it in please pleeeease!" I thought. I was so tight, he pressed his grotesque bulb of cock flesh harder into me, it ever so slightly flexed and bent against my resistance. "Please!" I screamed.

SHLOP! My world split in two.

"Excuse me. Sir?" A voice called. I snapped back to reality. "Hi sir may I help you with something?" It was Philip looking at me with a strange face. I had been staring at him intensely without noticing.

"Uhhh no! No help needed hahaha. I am leaving now. Goodbye," I said in an awkward and embarrassing way. I turned and sped away as fast as I could walk. I was so embarrassed I wanted to die. Worse yet, I had to get through check out with a rock solid erection tenting my khakis. I avoided eye contact with the cashier, paid, got my items and left as fast as I could.

Sitting in my car I thought, "What. The fuck. Just happened." I was in shock. "I have never felt that way about him or anyone before. Lilith what the hell are you doing to me?" I yelled, but no one answered. I should be furious but I wasn't. I dug for the anger but all I felt was arousal. "That was embarrassing, but also sorta really hot," I admitted to myself. "Wait. No! This is all her doing and not mine. If I don't fight this I'll… she'll turn me into…" I started my car. "Dammit Jeff just get your fucking meds and go home. You can do this. Just don't think about being a pussy. Just don't think about being a pussy. Don't think about being her pussy," I chanted as I pulled out of the parking spot and drove to the pharmacy.

I was still chanting as I walked through the front door. "Don't think about being her pussy. You don't want to be her pussy. You don't wanna be her pussy. You… you do wanna be her pussy," I was slipping. I slowly walked up to the pharmacy desk. My thoughts raged, "you wanna be her pussy. I fucking want to be a pussy! You are a pussy. A hot, tight, dripping wet demon cunt!" The clerk was staring.

"Pickup or drop off?" The clerk asked.

"Yes I'd like to turn into a pussy please," the words slipped out of me before I could think.

"Pardon me?" The clerk replied, twisting his face in confusion.

"I mean! I'm here to pick up my prescription please," I said, my face turning bright red. It burned with shame as I fumbled to take my ID from my wallet. Finally I succeeded and slid it across the counter to the man. He took it, typed my info into his terminal and said, "your medication is ready. Just one moment," then he disappeared to retrieve it for me.

My face burned. I should have felt terrible. But against my fading will power all I wanted to do was shout out, " Oh Lilith yes! Make me into your tight dripping slit!" I could hear her giggling again at the back of my brain. When the clerk returned I was sweating and trembling. He looked at me funny, then proceeded to explain my meds to me but I didn't hear a word of it.

My mind was consumed. Images of giant glistening penises sliding in and out of my gaping hole, bombarded my psyche. I could feel them stretching me out and diving into my depths. Pressing at parts of my being previously unknown to me. Parts utterly indescribable and completely outside the understanding of a normal human. Yet I understood. I knew. These throbbing, red hot poles of meat wear flexing against my cervix. Grinding into my g-spot. Their giant swinging nuts were slapping my clitoris. Right at the core of my being I could feel my rapidly approaching climax. Any second I would erupt in squirting orgasm. And it felt good. I was meant to be pounded like this! It was my purpose to be fucked. To be cummed in. My euphoria peaked as a roaring electric geyser teetering on the edge of exploding from my hole. A moan reverberated through me and the source seemed to be above and behind me. A voice shouting, "Ohhh yesss my pussy is cumming!" In an instant I was returned to reality.

"take two every morning, alright. If you have no questions then I'll see you in a month," the clerk's voice brought me back from my hallucination. He waved at the next customer as I walked away and back to my car.

My underpants were drenched in precum. I started driving home but I just couldn't stop my imagination from running wild. My whole mental image had been changed. I tried to picture myself in my mind. All I could see were pink winking lips, a delicate sensitive clit, and a puckering feminine butthole sandwiched between two glorious crimson ass cheeks. "No dammit! You won't take me Lilith! I am a man, I have a name and it's… it's…" I was drawing a blank. I couldn't remember my name. I concentrated hard trying to bring up anything at all. I could feel the answer just out of reach, on the tip of my tongue. "My name is… it's…" Eureka! "My name is pussy!" Haha I had her. "See you bitch! I know who I am! I'm pussy! cunt! vagina!" I pulled my car into my parking spot at home. "I also know what I am! I'm your slit! Your cock sleeve! Your dripping wet sex! So you can't have me because there is no way my deepest desired form is a man's body!" I paused. Something wasn't right about what I was saying but I just couldn't quite put my finger on it.

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