She can be attractive(JaffaKree)

I knew that they were wrong about all the things they said about my body. I could be sexy, and I could attract guys. I was going to prove it!

What would be the best way to do that though? If I just declared myself the sexiest woman in Brockton Bay, then that could have all sorts of weird effects on society even if it was fun for me. I remembered my Mom talking about the ways in which society has a huge effect on individuals...

I got it!

“Organization: All people on Earth”, I wrote carefully in pencil.

“Old rule: Society considers sexual education to be as important as non-sexual education.”

I had no idea just how far reaching the implications of my change would be.

My entire world shifted. I was now... wearing a skintight bodysuit and a ball gag? I raised my head, finding myself lying on my stomach on Dad’s bed at home. My chest shifted unexpectedly as well. I had boobs! C cups at least! I moved my arm to try and examine my new assets, but I refused to budge. Looking closer, I realized that I was tied down to the bed, spread-eagled, and ass up. I felt a slight breeze against my lower lips and realized my bodysuit had a cutout right between my legs and for my breasts.

No, this was the way it should be. Someone would fuck me now, and in this new world I’d created, it would be fine for them to do it. My 18th birthday was last week, and I was a woman.

The door opened, and someone with heavy footfalls walked in. A man. He would see me tied up and helpless, and the glistening wetness between my legs.

He got on the bed and straddled me, cock thickening against my legs as he rubbed against me, and setting just over my slit before, agonizingly slowly, starting to rub his dick over my wet and aroused sex.

I moaned in sexual need, drool pooling at the ball gag.

This set him off, and he groped me briefly before reaching around to my breasts and pinching them at the same time he thrust himself fully in.

The first thrust, combined with ny nipples being pinched, was transcendent. A brief moment of pain was eclipsed as I drowned in pleasure. I orgasmed multiple times as he kept steadily thrusting in and out of me, stretching my lips in ways they never had been before.

I struggled against the ropes binding me to the bedposts, only increasing my own need.

He came in me, warmth blooming in my depths. I was breathing loudly through my nose, and he had stopped fucking me, breathing hard as well. I felt him soften within me, and he pulled out, leaving his cum to slowly drain out of my now well fucked pussy. I was completely out of it as he got up from the bed and started untying me, stroking my breasts with one had while the other expertly undid my bedpost bindings and the ball gag. I coughed as it was removed, and could finally turn over and see who it was.

It was Dad. Danny Hebert, my father, had just taken my virginity and fucked me hard.

“I hope you enjoyed that, sweetie,” he said, kissing my lips and adding a little tongue as well.