Yes

You were blinded by the headlights as the car began to slow down and pull into view. You were nervous. This was in the middle of nowhere's ville and there wasn't a phone for at least twenty miles or more in every direction. These are the kinds of places they talk about when serial killers go on a rampage. Why did your car have to break down here, now?!

The man in the driver's seat looked sort of like a fat hippy, and the man in the passenger seat was well dressed with a shaved head. "Need some help there partner?", the hippy asked in a seemingly kind voice. "Yeah.", you tried to say nonchalantly, "my car broke down. I need a ride into town." "Well, always willing to help a stranger in need! Hop in.", you got in the back passenger seat, closed the door and the car began moving.

"So, what are you doing out here all by yourself in the middle of the night?", asked the bald man. "Ah, you know, road trip. Just graduated college so, you know, I wanted to travel and see the country.", I responded not very enthusiastically. The driver started laughing almost maniacally, like something out of a cartoon. "We're doing the same thing! Hitting every spot in the country!", he chortled. The bald man leaned over, looked back and said, "College boy, huh? You get a lot of pussy in college, boy?" Alarms went off in your head with the inflection of the word boy, but you wrote it off as just male shit talking.

"Well, how much pussy you get in college, college boy?", he asked again. "Oh... well I did ok.", you say nervously. The driver laughs again and says, "looks like we got a pussy boy here, don't we Charlie?" You felt extremely uncomfortable in the car, you could feel the vibe was predatory, but you were too scared to move. The car was moving. You couldn't just jump out. The man looks at you with a wolfish smile, locks eyes with you, and says, "you ever been fucked in the pussy before?" Immediately you start throwing punches at him, but he clocks you straight in the face putting you into a daze. The lights were on but no one was home.

When you came to he was on top of you, grabbing your throat and shoving a pill in your mouth. "Swallow it, faggot!" he shouted and slapped you. Your eyes were watering, your skin was burning, you were terrified. You swallowed. You didn't know what was going to happen, you were scared.

"Good girl," he bent over and whispered in your ear,"We love fucking pussy faggots like you." Your eyes shot wide open in complete existential terror. Immediately after he said this the change started taking place. Your body felt like it was collapsing inward, your mind and body both in chaos as you could feel the hum of the car on the road. Everything was moving, in flux, changing. The only thing that was still was the pressure from the bald man's hand on your throat on top of you.

You could feel your penis and balls retract inside your pelvis. You gasped out loud as an almost burning warmth filled the area between your hip bones, which were also now expanding outward. At the same time, pressure was growing from inside your chest. You sound like a maniac as the change occurs, grunting and writhing, your voice getting higher and higher pitched.

"I hope this one is prettier than the last one." says the driver. "You're too picky Ted. I never miss an opportunity to get my dick wet.", the bald man replies. "Speaking of which." By the time you had come to your senses the man had a knife in your face and was fondling your... breasts?! You could feel his cock and balls rubbing against your crotch. It was obvious he was enjoying this.

"Ok little girl. I'll put the knife away. Maybe that will make it easier for you.", he malevolently teased. You tried as hard as you could to get out of his grasp but it was like a cat playing with a mouse. He was far too strong. You scowled at him and said, "You fucking bastard." He **** a kiss on you and you turned your head away in disgust. You could feel the hot breath on your ear as he whispered, "You are right about one thing, you will be fucking a bastard here in a second. The only question is, do you want it the easy way, or the hard way?"

The driver spoke up and began laughing maniacally, "Get it?! The easy way is you, and the hard way is his cock!"

This guy was obviously mentally deranged. You had always been stubborn. "Fuck you, you crazy piece of shit.", you said defiantly. You might die here either way, but you wouldn't give in easy. "Your choice. I like a challenge. But I think before you make up your mind, you might want to know something: that was an XChange Xtra Strength. Whether or not you get pregnant is entirely up to our discretion. So, easy way, or hard way?"