Things Are Okay for Everyone Not Named Loveday

"Shit!" you cry out, grabbing the cute bar boy and dragging him upstairs. You aren't quite sure what you can do to help with a sudden case of magical dick shrinking, but you can still try!

Once the two of you reach your room, you quickly slam the door shut and latch it. You turn around to see the young man clutching at his groin, his eyes wide. "M-my penis feels st-strange," he gasps out. Moving, though not thinking, quickly, you stride towards him, grab a hold of his trousers, and yank them down to his ankles. Squatting down in front of him, you worriedly look at his schlong. Hmm, ordinary looking block-and-tackle, about average in size for his age.

The table boy, who you are currently face-to-dick with, looks at his junk in dismay. "It shrunk," he says in distress, causing you to give him a worried look, before going back to examining his penis.

"How long was it before this? Does it seem to be shrinking any more? Are you experiencing any unusual sensation in your penis, testes, or prostate?" you question him rapid-fire. No man deserves to lose his family jewels! Except Prince Loveday, you amend. You hope that guy's junk shrivels up and disappears, since that was what he was so keen to have happen to you.

After a minute of thought, the bar boy answers each of your questions, "Umm, about an inch longer, I think? Ahh, no? It doesn't feel like it's shrinking anymore. And, umm, I don't know what a prost-ate is, but it all feels okay now?"

After another minute of intently watching his dick, you're about to sigh in relief and stand back up, when you notice a sudden change in the youth's genitals. They're not shrinking, though. Actually, his penis is getting larger, and starting to perk up?

Suddenly, the exact situation you are in hits you, and you look up at the bar boy's face. He's beet red, and trying not to meet your eyes. You are an incredibly beautiful woman, with a face that makes men lose their wits, big ol' tits that you can only guess the bra size of, hips that bring to mind the phrase 'child-bearing,' and a booty that would stop traffic back on Earth. Also a rather nice dick, but never mind that. You are also currently kneeling right in front of a young man who seems to have relatively little experience with women, and you know for a fact is very much attracted to you.

Less than an hour ago, you probably would have sputtered in embarrassment, stood up, and told the rather cute young man to forget this ever happened. You'd probably then go get so drunk you forgot all of this, too. Now, though? You think about it, weigh you options, then just decide fuck it, why not. The young man stumbles back as you abruptly stand up, and start shucking your clothes. "My Lady?" he gasps out in shock, eyes fixated on your breasts as you toss aside your top and oddly anachronistic brassier. Did they even have those in Medieval times, you wonder? Probably not, you decide, but they didn't have Princesses with cocks either, so whatever. You quickly shuck the rest of your clothing, including your trousers, causing the rather handsome, blushing young man to break his staring contest with your tits, and look lower on your body. He then gasps again when your huge girl-dick makes an appearance.

"M-my Lady? You're- I mean, I heard the rumors, but-" he starts to say, before you step forwards and place a finger against his mouth.

Gently, you shush him, and then say, "Yes, but I'm also a woman. Apparently. Penis and vagina. Dick and pussy. Sausage and fish taco." Stepping away, you help him undress the rest of the way, then pull him towards the bed. You tell him, "We are going to have sex. Penis-in-vagina, normal sex. We have to make sure your penis still works properly, after all." Why the hell not? Besides, this is entirely for the purpose of finishing Loveday's humiliation. He's never getting your virginity now! You try to ignore the fact that your thick, pink nipples could cut glass right now, or the fact that your manhood is at full mast, or that your pussy is so soaking wet that it squishes as you move.

As you lie down on the bed, you can hear the bar boy gulp as you lie back and spread your legs. He stares at you, intently, but doesn't actually move towards you as your breasts jiggle slightly, you dick stands straight up, and your huge balls flop across your- oh, right. After a moment, you reach down, take a firm hold of the weighty orbs between your legs, and lift them up. You can feel as strands of girl-lube trail between them and your snatch, and the young man's eyes immediately snap down your gash. Your vagina. It still feels weird to think that, but the feeling of him staring at you in lust is intoxicating. You haven't had a chance to get a proper look at your pussy, but considering how lush, plump, and thick lipped it feels, it has to be pretty damn nice. Judging from the way the young man's dick jumped slightly, and the way he's now touching himself, he seems to think it looks really nice. There's a voice in the back of your head, probably your recent existence as a straight man, that wonders if this is a good idea, but it is entirely drowned out by another voice, your vagina, that says YES, DO IT.

As you consider whether or not it's sane to ascribe certain mental voices to parts of your body and/or persona, you lift up the hand not currently holding your nuts out of the way, and curl your finger in a 'come hither' gesture. The young man all but lunges towards you, clambering onto the bed. As he positions himself between your legs, you quickly place your hand against his chest, and say, "Wait, wait, wait. Stop."

Nervously, he says "Ahh, y-yes?" There's a hint of fear in his eyes, that you'll suddenly reject him.

"Before we go any further... What's your name?" you ask.

With a nervous grin, he responds, "Reggie, my Lady."

With a nod, and a look that would probably be more dignified if you weren't currently spreading yourself before him, you say, "Reggie, as your Lady, I order you: Fuck me-EEP!"

He barely waits for you to finish, before he suddenly plunges his rather nice, if smaller than yours, cock, straight into your wet pussy. And, you have to say, "Fuck!" This is what it's like for women? This is great! Sure, it's different from when you're balls deep in a woman, but it feels every bit as good! Enthusiastically, you throw your arms around Reggie and pull him against you. The fact that there was no pain, or hymen-breakage, gives you pause, before you remember that Princess-you was apparently very physically active, and thus probably broke her hymen through physical activity. Or during masturbation, possibly.

Dismissing those irrelevant thoughts, you turn your attention back to Reggie. You start passionately kissing him, something he's clearly not very experienced with, but he's also a quick learner. The two of you go at it for what seems to be only a few minutes, but is probably longer than that, considering how amazing this feels! You moan into his mouth, feeling intense pleasure from his cute penis fucking your pussy, your thick, sensitive nipples rubbing against his chest, his hand reaching up and squeezing your right boob, and your penis...

Mhmm, the feeling your cock being sandwiched between his smooth, athletic stomach and your taut midriff is very nice. You buck your hips against his, moaning into his mouth. A bit too nice, actually. Oh shit, you're about to-

You suddenly throw your head back and moan, in a way that would probably make a gay man straight, and a straight woman gay. Multiple parts of your body clench and pulsate and spurt, all at once. You can feel as your dick convulses between Reggie and you, spurting thick globs of cum across your belly and against the underside of your huge melons. At the same time, your pussy squeezes around his cock, milking him for his cum, and you are struck by the sudden, absolute certainty that you want Reggie to cum deep inside you. You're barely aware of the fact that your legs are wrapped around his cute little hips, pulling him against you.

As your orgasm starts to wind down, your adorable lover thrusts into you even more frantically. Reggie pants, groans, and whispers in your ear something that sounds rather a lot like, "Oh gods, I love you, I love you, yes!" Then, he's cumming in you, shooting hot thick seed straight into your pussy, and your body abruptly decides you're not done orgasming yet.

"FUCK, YES!" you cry out, as your pussy squeezes again, while your dick spurts several more thick ropes of cum at the bottom of your tits.

With a pleased sigh, and the kind of beatific look on his face exclusive to saints, enlightened Buddhist monks, and men who have just nutted in the most beautiful woman they have ever met, Reggie rolls off to your side, and snuggles up next to you. You turn to him, a huge grin on your face, and give him another kiss on the lips. The way he blushes, you could almost forget he was just fucking you, and doing a damn fine job of it. The two of you settle down on the bed, enjoying the wonderful afterglow of sex.

After what might be half an hour of drowsing, you start to feel... slightly uncomfortable. And sticky. Feeling the huge, sticky mess of your own cum all across your stomach and the bottom of your breasts, you look down towards it. Then, you reach up and pull your tits apart, because the damn things are so huge you can't even see your stomach. Hmm, yep, your cum's starting to dry a bit. And wow is there a lot of it. Just how much do your balls produce? Damn.

After a few moments of thought, you say, "Y'know, we should probably clean all this up. Before it soaks into the sheets, and stuff."