Asian love

Chris sees the room go dark. He is lost in thought and half doubting that this is worth anything more than spit in a bucket.

As things fade into view, he seems to be watching TV. It's late night cable on a Large 48" TV. The remote is in his hands and he's surfing the channels to find something good. Nothing good is on. He sees a DVD player and hits random play on the remote.

He feels a little tires, but not sleepy. He settles back as the movie starts. It's an adult film. He seems a bit intrigued and continues watching. The scene is a beach house and a lone woman is greeted by a shipwrecked sailor needing to use her phone. Needless to say, more than her phone gets used. AS the movie progresses, Chris starts to get a bit aroused. He continues watching getting more aroused when he realizes that hes supposed to be in a virtual sex room. He was so lost in the reality that he forgot he was supposed to be having great sex.

"Hey, where is sex," he shouts.

"My voice," he shouts again. "Heroow..... Heroow..... What is happen to me?"

Chris is shocked that his voice sound different. Higher pitched, feminine and with an asian accent.

He begins to realize that his body is different. "What in the hell....," he cuts himself short as he grabs his tits for the first time.

"Oh my god" "Oh My God" Chris begins to panic. "What they done to me? What happen my body," he shouts as he frantically races around the room. He finds a mirror and looks hard at the face and body in the refelction.

A beautiful asian woman looks back at him. She has long straight black hair and she's wearing a sexy babydoll nightie with white satin panties. He raises a hand and the reflection copies him. He sticks his tounge out and the reflection copies him. He reaches down past his nightie to feel for his manhood, only to cry out loud when he discover's it's missing, replaced by a smooth mound of flesh.

"Noooooooooo," he cries. "This isn't happen to me." Emotions well up within him and he begins to sob uncontrollably. After a while he goes to the fridge and looks for a drink. He sees a bottle of some kind of cheap malt beverage and grabs it and starts chugging.

"Ackk," he coughs some of it up. "What kind of crap they serve here anyway"

He goes to sit down back on the couch, totally confused. "Fine," he says. "Ill just sit here until it's over." Chris is emotionaly upset and mad that he can't seem to control his emotions. He used to pride himself on his tight control of his emotions.

As he sits, the moaning of the TV in the background starts to get to him. He casually places a hand over one of his breasts as if to not draw attention that he's doing it. He starts to feel his breasts and his nipples. His nipples have become very hard. Chris is now watching the movie and playing with his breasts almost as casually as a guy watching football and drinking a beer.

He gets up to go get another drink and swigs down a good portion of that malt crap. He continues watching the movie. Soon he gets that familliar urge. "Oh hell," he curses, knowing that he's going to have to piss sitting down.

Chris completes his business and to his dismay, theres no toilet paper. He reaches with a hand into a bathroom drawer looking for some when his hands discover something long and rubbery. He pulls it out to see that it's a double headed dildo.

"Yuck," he says tossing it to the ground. He rummages some more and finally finds a new roll of toilet paper. He finishes cleaning himself up and tries to stand and realizes that he's a bit drunk. "Wow, I sure drunk get easy in this body," he stammers. He get's up and slips and falls down. "Damn," he curses. As he get's up his hand happens to be near the dildo.

[The decision that ultimately affects Chris and his future is at hand. Had he not been drunk he would have gotten up and left, but he grabbed the dildo instead.]

He went back to the TV and the Fuckfest was still going on. He was drunk enough that his inhibitions were weakened. As he watched the girl on the screen giving a blowjob, he pretended to do the same. He took one end of the dildo and placed it by his lips. He licked it. It tasted a bit rubbery, but clean. He began to suck on it, imitating the girl in the movie. As he began to suck it his other hand began to explore his pussy. It felt good when he touched it. He touched it some more and it felt better.

Soon he was licking and sucking on the dildo and working his cunt through his panties until they were soaked. In his state, he almost couldn't believe that this was happening. He grabbed wet end of the dildo and placed at the entrance to his pussy. He had to pull his panties to the side, but he managed to put the tip at the entrance to his vagina. He applied a slow and steady pressure and the tip of the dildo eased into his cunt. He began to slowly move it in and out, matching the rythm of the movie. Chris was clearly enjoying himself. He continued working his cunt feverishly until something happened.

"Oh Oh Oh Ahh Ahh Ahh," Chris screamed. He was experiencing his first female orgasm. Waves of pleasure rippled through his body as he continues working the dildo. He began to slow down as the afterglow began to take over.

As Mark and Jim watched Chris respond, they got Jim into the other chair. When the time was right Mark loaded Jim into the scenerio.

Chris saw the room go dark.

Jim saw the room go dark.

Chris awoke thinking he just had the strangest dream. He lay in bed staring at the ceiling.

An asian woman enters and says. "We must get ready." It was Jim.