Strange happenings

You sat at your desk, in your bedroom, on the screen, porn. You looked down, you were naked, your chest was flat, a distinct lack of tits, and down, below your legs, was a penis, yours. You couldn't believe it, just moments ago you were...what were you doing? You couldn't quite remember...

Suddenly a knock at your bedroom door, and then, before you could answer, in walked in Jamie... your neighbour... very naked, sporting a huge erection... it seemed, off somehow. But you could only help but stare.

You blinked. Suddenly you were knelt below him, his huge cock in your hands, your penis, miniscule in comparison, stirred, waking up.

"Come on" Jamie, above you, urged, his fingers tightened around your head as his cock slid down your throat, the musk of his skin thick in your nostrils. Your lips stretched obscenely around his girth, spit dripping down your chin as his hips jerked forward with a low groan. Then—his voice shifted, warped, the timbre roughening into something familiar.

"That’s it, take it all."*

Your eyes flew open. That wasn’t Jamie’s voice. It was... your fathers...

The hands gripping your head were thicker now, rougher, the wedding band on his left finger digging into your scalp, the penis was unnaturally long. Your eyes dragged upward, trembling as they traced the thick veins of the cock stretching your lips—up past the coarse trail of hair, the heaving stomach, until—

Your father’s smirk curled down at you, sweat glistening on his stubble as he rocked his hips, forcing another inch of his cock into your gagging throat.

You close your eyes tight, this can't be real surely? You open them again, you notice your surroundings have changed, you were in a field, and below you, 2 huge lumps hung from your chest. Nothing was right, you couldn't quite figure it out.

In the distance, a voice echoed.

"Wake up!"