Millie finds Brad

She trailed him all the way from class back to his dorm. She knew the path by heart, having memorized it a day after meeting him. As she walked, she tried to think of the words to say. She kept freezing up, feeling her nerves rumble inside her like distant thunder.

By the time she turned the corner, her thoughts melted away, leaving nothing but impulse. Brad turned just in time to see a hulking, pink-haired behemoth rushing at him faster than an Olympic sprinter. The boy yelped and stumbled backwards into the room. Millie followed him, shutting the door behind her.

"Muh-muh-muh-Millie?"

"In the flesh!"

"Wha...ah...uh...what happened to you? You're so...big!"

"Yeah...about that. This," Millie motioned to her body. "All of this is for you!"

Brad shook his head in disbelief, "I don't understand."

"I changed myself for you, Brad. I _love _you."

Brad looked like he was going to be sick. His eyes were watering with tears and his lower lip trembled. He seemed so frail and effeminate in that moment. So kissable.

"I'm sorry, Millie. I don't think I can reciprocate your feelings."

"Is that so?" Millie took a step closer, Brad took a step back.

"I...don't swing that way."

"I don't understand."

"Are you really going to make me say it?"

"Yes."

"I'm gay, okay! I'm not into girls."

Millie chuckled, letting her voice get nice and deep, while at the same time focusing on her new cock. Blood flowed into the mighty member, causing it to surge down her right inner thigh before pushing out, tenting the fabric of her sweatpants. It felt so big and powerful, like a cannon. It still felt wrong. Millie felt like she should be a girl, but there was something thrilling about having all of this power pent up inside of her.

"Girls? Who said anything about girls?"

Millie took another step forward and grabbed Brad by the collar of his t-shirt. He felt like he was made of cardboard. She pulled him close so that her bulging erection pressed against his crotch.

"I...I...I don't understand!" Brad squeaked, his own, much smaller cock, pushing out involuntarily to meet Millie's girth.

"It's quite simple. I found out you like boys, so I changed myself to be...more to your liking."

"Please let me go, Millie. I don't think I can duh...duh...do this!"

Rage began to simmer in Millie's chest.

"I grew a dick for you, Brad. I grew balls for you. I grew _all of this _for you! Do you have any idea what it felt like to become like this? The pain!" Millie blushed hard, "the pleasure."

"I...I...I..."

"Hush, I've come too far not to make you mine. Now shut up and kiss me!"

Millie didn't give the boy a chance to respond. She yanked him close and kissed him hard. She felt the resistance leave his body like air out of a balloon. Before long, he was grinding his crotch against hers and letting out little moans and groans. She had him right where she wanted him. She lifted him up as if he were a doll and threw him onto his bed. Her superhuman legs allowed her to leap on top of him like a panther. There, she pinned him down, easily holding his little twig arms with her big, burly hands.

"You're _sooooo _big!" he gasped.

"Bigger than Parker?" Millie flexed her cock as she said this.

Brad nearly lost it right then and there, "_wayyy _bigger than Parker."

"You have no idea how good that makes me feel!"

With that, the two melted into each other.