Breeding Pair

“Hey Jay, it’s me, your new best friend. Listen, before we go into this big finale, I just want to get something off my chest. That kiss earlier…don’t read too much into it.”

Later.

“Hey, it’s me again. Ugh, I feel like a stalker calling and texting you constantly. By the way, are you Gucci my dude? You haven’t responded in hours! Anyways, when you get a chance, I want to talk. It’s about…well you know.”

Later still.

“Okay, I clearly screwed everything up today. If you’re mad, I get it. I bet it feels like I’m playing with your heart. The last thing I’ll say on the subject is this: remember how I said not to read too much into our, um, kiss? I was lying before. You should read something into it. This week has been really fun. You’re really fun…and I would like to have more fun with you.”

Midnight.

“Will you just call me already? I’m freaking out here!”

***

“M-m-m-m-mary?! What has gotten into you?”

“Nothing, Mom. Leave us alone!”

“No, I will not do that! This growth spurt you’re having, it’s not normal! We need to get you to the doctor, sweetie. And who is this boy? You’re not allowed to bring boys home!”

Jay toddled awkwardly in the corner, trying her best to stay out of view. She wore a bulky winter coat nabbed from the lost and found since her uniform no longer fit over her chest. She watched Mary and her mother argue as if she were a fly on the wall.

“I said leave us alone!” The entire house shook from Mary’s voice.

“But…”

Mary grabbed her mother and pressed her against the wall. The woman stared at her in horror and amazement. A blush of guilt overcame her then. Rasha had done much to tarnish Mary’s soul, but her love for her mother hadn’t disappeared. She didn’t want to hurt the woman who brought her into the world. She let go and took a step back.

“We’re going to my room. Don’t bother us.”

***

They were on each other before the door had even closed. Mary grabbed the winter coat and tore it down the middle with her big meaty hands. Jay’s big, springy tits bounced out in a display of peak womanly beauty. Just one look at those massive, luscious breasts was enough to make Mary’s mouth water.

“Easy! They’re really sensitive,” Jay whimpered as Mary cupped both breasts.

Jay’s voice was so cute and girly now. Gone was the fake boy voice that had never quite worked for her. Replacing it was a soft, lilting and melodic voice that entranced Mary.

Mary hadn’t spent much time with Jay outside of school, but their little talks day after day for years had forged a bond that now made sex feel electrifying.

Each woman Mary had fucked felt different. Rasha was like a forbidden fruit, making Mary feel naughty and sinful in the best way possible. Meanwhile, Mrs. Greenwood was maternal and instructive, making sex almost feel incestuous and familial. Jay, by far, was the best fuck of Mary’s life so far, however. The boy-turned-girl was still so awkward and confused in her own body. She had lived life as an awkward, unpopular boy and didn’t know how to function now that she was one of the hottest women on Earth.

Mary still yearned for Becca’s pussy, but Jay was almost as good. Their friendship added a delicious spice that paired well with Jay’s nubile insecurity. It was so intimate and raw.

Mary eased her fondling as per Jay’s request and started to kiss the girl’s neck instead. That was the other thing about Jay. She smelled so good now! Something had happened to her scent as she transformed. It had gotten sweeter the girlier she got. Now she smelled utterly intoxicating!

Off came the winter jacket. Off came Jay’s khakis, which now strained against the girl’s bubble but. Soon, Jay was naked as the day she was born, her big breasts bouncing and jiggling, her curves swaying. Mary took the girl in her massive, muscular arms and pulled her in tight.

“Easy, that’s a little too tight!”

“Sorry, I guess I don’t know my own strength anymore.”

Jay giggled, “you’re so big now!”

Mary glanced down at herself and blushed. She really was. She kept staring at her body and feeling completely alienated from it. It was a sensation she had experienced ever since Rasha changed her sex and foisted those massive testicles onto her crotch, but it had amplified to a whole new level since the ritual. Her arms were bulky and muscular, looking like they belonged on a star body builder. Her chest was broad and thick, topped with big, tight breasts. Her whole body rippled with godlike strength. It made her feel great, but also somewhat shameful.

“Don’t be embarrassed. You look so hot now!”

“You don’t have to lie, I’m a freak!”

“You’re not a freak, you’re perfect! You’ve got the big, bulging muscles, booming voice, and height of a total chad, but the soft skin, big tits, and pretty face and lips of a hot girl. You’re a perfect mix!”

“You really think so?”

Jay got down on her knees, cupped Mary’s balls, and said, “oh yeah!”

***

The bed shook violently, threatening to collapse under the weight of Mary’s strapping body. The whole room vibrated with the couple’s breeding passion.

Mary’s deep, masculine grunts were paired with Jay’s soft, girly mewls and moans, creating a symphony of pleasure.

They were close. They could both feel it on a primal level. Mary moved with terrifying ****, holding Jay’s long, tattooed meat pole as a brace for each thrust. The symbols on Jay’s penis glowed a baleful red.

It hit Mary first. Lightning pulsed in her heavy softball testicles and then rocketed up her length. The first surge of hot sex cream pumped deep into Jay’s innards, followed by a second, a third, a fourth, so on and so forth.

Jay erupted next, spewing raw magical energy from her throbbing wand.

When the pair finally came down, they found themselves cuddled together in bed, their hands interlocked and their lips lightly gracing each other’s cheeks.

“God, you are a beast!” Jay giggled.

“Um thanks,” Mary blushed and averted her gaze.

“What’s the matter, big boy?”

“Did she really kiss you?”

Jay frowned, feeling her first pang of jealousy in this new relationship.

“Don’t worry about it.”

“She’s been my friend longer. She should be mine!”

Jay felt sorry for Mary. She had spent her life as such a mousy, timid girl. Now she had those Goliath balls pumping her full of testosterone and she could hardly control her new male temper.

Jay laid her delicate hand one her lover’s bulging pec-boob and kissed her on the lips.

“We’ll share her. It’ll be the three of us, making love and conquering the world for Rasha.”

Mary smiled, somewhat convinced, and kissed Jay back. Then they kissed some more…and more…and more…soon, the bed was creaking again.