Discovering themselves

Matt sighed as he looked over at Samira, "I thought you lived that way." He pointed in the opposite direction. It had made sense for them to walk home together for a little bit, but she should have split at the last intersection.

She bit her lip, "Well...it's just..."

Of course Matt knew exactly what she wanted. His cock. Even if she didn't fully understand it herself.

"You want my cock? Ugh. You know what happens when I...why don't you just ask Malik? He NEEDS to cum. I don't."

Samira immediately looked offended, "What? Do you think I'm some sort of whore? I don't want A cock, I want yours. I've been thinking about it all day. I don't know why, it's so embarrassing, but I've never tasted one like yours before. I know I sound like a stupid slut but please, I really need it."

Matt sighed. Of course she'd rationalized it that way. If she knew about her transformation she might have willingly sought out Malik, but she's telling herself that it's not cock in general she needs, it's his cock.

He had another problem brewing. Sissy-phus. It was hard to deny the effect Samira was having on his body. Not only was she very intentionally flaunting her boobs, she was also begging to suck his cock. Of course that would arouse him. It was getting to the point where he felt like he'd end up jacking off the moment he got home, he certainly wouldn't be able to go to work like this.

"We'll have to go to your place," He said, "I don't want to strip the moment we enter mine."

Samira nodded, "That's totally fine. Yep. Come on, I'm this way." She grabbed his hand and pulled him in the other direction.

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Laurie stared at her reflection in the mirror. Her boobs looked huge. She instinctively tried to touch them, but failed once again.

She'd leaked through her shirt already. Two big wet spots over her nipples.

It wasn't a problem she could just ignore. She might be new to 'motherhood' but she was a nurse. She'd seen clogged ducts and even mastitis and knew how serious it could get. She didn't imaging the magical origins of her milk would let her avoid those consequences. In fact since it was magical in orgin she didn't expect simply gradually weaning would do anything at all to stop the flow.

She put her shirt back on, just for normalcy sake, then went back to the living room.

Avery sat there with a glass of wine. She pushed another full glass across the coffee table, "Here. I thought you could use it."

Laurie nodded, "Yeah. Thanks." She sat down and drained it in one go.

"Oh. Wow. Um..." Avery was shocked to see her friend this way, "How can I help?"

Laurie squirmed a little, "Well none of the stores are open this late but I don't want to go to bed without...expressing..." Laurie gulped, "W-will you help?"

"Of course, and um, will you help me too? I don't want that compulsion to trigger randomly, but I don't mind if you touch them."

Laurie laughed sardonically, "Yeah, let's just grope each other..."

"Ok." Avery moved to sit beside her, "Um...I'll go first I guess..." She pulled down her dress to expose her massive breasts.

Laurie couldn't help but stare. This was really Avery...wasn't it?

She reached out and cupped them, "They are so heavy!"

"Don't I know it." Avery said. Laurie let go and Avery pulled her dress back up, "Thanks."

"Uh...my turn then..." Laurie pulled her top off and looked at Avery expectantly, "Um we could-" She was going to suggest heading to the bathroom so Avery could manually express into the sink, but Avery had a lot less knowledge around lactation than Laurie did. She did exactly what she thought was supposed to happen. She sucked.

Laurie moaned, loudly, as Avery clamped down on a nipple.

"Oh God!" She yelled.

Avery pulled back, "Oh I'm sorry, did that hurt?"

"Nooo!" Laurie moaned.

"Do you want me to stop?"

"Yes-" Laurie's boobs immediately swelled a full cup size, "I mean no. Keep going."

Avery nodded and started to suck again. It had felt amazing when Laurie pinched her own nipples, but someone else sucking them? It was heaven.

Avery popped off again, "Wow that's amazing! It tastes so good!"

"Not done!" Laurie grabbed the back of Avery's head and guided it back to her breast.

After about a minute more Laurie couldn't take it anymore. She was on the edge and totally ****. She felt embarrassed, but she couldn't go on.

"I NEED...TO...CUM..." She tried to whisper but it came out as a shout.

Avery pulled away, "Oh, sorry, uh, you can cum?"

Laurie screamed as she came, hard. She fell back against the couch and stared blankly up at the ceiling. Her relationship with Avery had just changed forever.

And still, she needed more.

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Jade watched Malik walk away towards the bus stop. She thought about calling after him. She knew he had a problem and she COULD be the solution. Just a quick handjob and he'd be good to go.

Malik hadn't asked. Knowing him he never would. But if she offered...

Malik turned the corner, out of her sight.

She sighed. If he asked she'd say yes, he was her friend after all, but she just couldn't bring herself to volunteer. She wasn't a slut. She didn't just go around offering her 'services' to just anyone. She loved sex, but it was an intimate thing for her. Proposing it herself to Malik just felt...wrong.

Besides, she had other business to attend to.

It wasn't often she took the GO trains anywhere. Living right downtown meant that almost everything she needed was in walking distance, let alone relying on the subway or buses. But today she was going to see an old friend.

It took more than an hour and a half by the time she arrived at her friend's place in Whitby. It was pretty late to show up at a friend's house on short notice, Jade had only texted from Union station, but Jade wasn't worried. Marissa wasn't the kind of friend to turn anyone away, no matter the circumstances.

Jade stopped at the end of Marissa's driveway and looked at her house. It felt so strange, knowing Marissa lived here. Marissa who spent her 20s getting black out drunk and waking up with a new tattoo and a new man was living in a cookie cutter model home of suburbia.

Jade walked up and knocked on the door. Seconds later it opened and Marissa exploded out of the door, "JADE!" She wrapped Jade in a huge hug, then suddenly pulled back, "You're hair! Wait, your boobs! Oh my God, did you have a baby? My boobs got huge when I had Arthur. Derek couldn't get enough of them."

Jade shook her head, "No baby. These funbags just grew on their own."

"Funbags? Ya those aren't boobs, they are funbags." Marissa reached out and groped Jade, "Oh my God they feel amazing! Well anyway, come inside. You must have something important to talk about if you came all the way out here."

Jade did. Before Marissa had gotten pregnant and quit to be a stay at home mom, she was Jade's idol and mentor in the industry.

"It's about work...oh, and it's weird but can we not say the T word?"

"Tattoo?" Marissa asked.

Jade bit her lip and nodded, "That one."

"Uh sure. Ok. Want a beer? You can tell me everything."

And so Jade did. Almost everything. She had a sneaking suspicion the magical board game couldn't be properly explained. That if she tried at best Marissa wouldn't believe her and at worse...at worse it would somehow draw her in. Her real complaints had nothing to do with the game at all. Sure it had **** her to flash her coworkers, but they'd been assholes long before then.

When Jade was finished Marissa was quite for a moment, then she smiled, "I know just what you need."

"What's that?" Jade asked.

"Do you remember the New Year's party? 2022?"

"Uh...ya..." How could Jade forget her first and only threesome, "Wait..."

Marissa looked at her hungrily, "The best way to get over those misogynists treating you badly is to spend some time with a man who will treat you right. Trust me, let Derek touch those boobs, sorry, funbags, and he'll go down on you until his tongue falls off."

Jade gulped. She'd just been thinking about how she didn't go around having one night stands and now Marissa was not only reminded her of a time when she did just that, but inviting her to do it again.

"I...I don't do that anymore. Not since..."

Marissa smiled, "I know but you have nothing to fear with us," Marissa reached out and stroked her hair, "Let us take care of you."

Jade stared at her, unsure of what to do next.

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Samira stared at Matt as he looked around her apartment. He was so awkward it was endearing. He was nothing like the guys she usually went for, it was nice to see someone putting in so much effort into what he said. He clearly loved to joke and play the role of the pervert but deep down he was a sweet guy who didn't want to take advantage of his friends.

Unfortunately for him, Samira grinned, she was perfectly willing to take advantage of him.

She didn't know why the game effected the others and not her, but she took note of everyone's transformations.

"Hey Matt," He looked at her as she called him, "Show me your cock."

Thanks to Flashy Moves he immediately pulled down his pants, but he didn't seem to realize he was standing there with his cock out.

She licked her lips.

She didn't know why but ever since she'd gotten a taste of him yesterday she couldn't help but want more.

She'd fallen in lust before and desperately wanted a man, but this was different. She didn't want him to pin her down and take her like a woman, she just wanted that thick juicy cock in her mouth.

She got down on her knees in front of him, "For me? You shouldn't have..." She reached out and stroked his cock.

He twitched, then suddenly realized his pants were down, "S-Samira?"

"Shh...it's ok. Let me take care of this for you."

She didn't want for a reply, taking his cock in her mouth and savouring it.

It tasted just as good as yesterday. She hadn't realized just how much she'd needed it until she got another hit. She greedily sucked him, longing to get the real treat at the end, totally unconcerned for the after effects he would suffer.

Matt tried to hold out hopelessly. He'd come here to help her but still, he wanted to stay a man as long as possible. But it was a futile effort.

With a grunt he came, filling her mouth with his delicious cum. She swallowed it all even as his cock shrank and disappeared from her mouth.

When she finally looked up he was gone.

"Whoa..." Samira couldn't help herself. She was stunning. "H-how are you?"

"What? I'm Matt!" Matt said angrily, "I..." He turned and looked at himself in the mirror on her wall, "Oh...I'm her..."

"I know you're Matt, I meant this ideal woman thingy. Who are you?"

Matt sighed. He was silent for a long time, then he suddenly realized he was still bottomless and pulled up his pants. They were too big and so he had to keep holding them up to stop them from falling down. Just when she thought he wouldn't answer, he spoke, "Pinkchyu. I'm Pinkchyu."

Samira stared at him with a blank look on her face, "Who?"

"Nevermind. Uh, can I borrow some clothes?"

Samira got to her feet, "Oh yeah, I have so many cute...I mean comfortable things you can wear. Come with me."

She led him to her bedroom to find something to wear.

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Malik woke up tired after a restless sleep.

Use it or lose it.

Maybe he should have given up sex. It's not like he's had a partner in a while. At least then he could take care of things himself.

He sighed loudly and then groaned as he sat up. He looked down at his cock laying uselessly between his legs. If he wanted to stay a man he needed to find a woman before the game started tonight.

On one hand he thought it would be pretty easy. In fact, very easy. Cindy had openly propositioned him just yesterday.

But there was a reason he turned her down then, a reason not to turn to her.

Teaching was his dream job and it didn't matter if his students were all over 18, a sex scandal could ruin him. One wrong move and he'd be fired and blacklisted. He'd rather be a woman than give up on his dreams.

Aside from Cindy he considered asking his friends, but quickly rejected that too. What kind of friend begs another for a quickie, no strings attached? He respected them all as women and he couldn't see them as just sex objects. He felt like he would be betraying their trust just to ask.

That left calling an ex for a booty call or trying to pick up a stranger and make it across the finish line in record (for him) time.

Sharon might actually say yes if he called. Except he'd blocked her number for a reason. Going back now...he'd need a restraining order to get her to back off.

As for picking up a stranger...he had confidence that his appearance was enough to get a woman to talk to him, but he'd never 'sealed the deal' without talking to a woman for at least a month. He just didn't think he could rush in like that.

And so he was stuck. What was he supposed to do?

He got up and started to get dressed, not an easy task these days. His x-ray vision didn't just hide clothes on people, it made all clothing invisible to him. He had to just go by feel, like dressing in the dark. He was just lucky that his typical work clothes involved a sweater or button up shirt and a pair of trousers. It was hard to go wrong picking any combination he owned.

By the time he made it out the door he'd nearly forgotten about his erectile problem. And then he remembered he latest transformation which prevented him from making eye contact without permission. Apparently that meant staring every woman directly in the chest. Their bare chests.

By the time he made it to his office he needed a few minutes to cool off. When he was ready her started to started to grade some papers. Then he got to Cindy's. His dick twitched a little.

He had a decision to make.

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The winning vote for Matt was Goth at 43% and from the Goth votes Pinkchyu had the highest number of suggestions.