...I have boobs!

It was the weirdest and most surreal experience of my life at that point. I had no idea more was to come but when I felt my chest tighten and then start to expand, all I could think of was that I had been sent for. David had poisoned me or given me something that made my body feel like it was about to explode. I watched in horror as two fleshy masses grew outward and eventually began to strain against the thin blue material of my shirt. My breathing became laboured trying to adjust to the added weight while my back naturally straightened to accommodate the load. This had the unintended effect of pushing out what I would later realise was my new bust, straining my t-shirt even more to the point were both David and I could hear the inevitable"RR Rr PPP!"

I was now standing there in David's living room, his homemade porn still playing in the background, with a new pair of firm and very well rounded breasts that had stretched my shirt to near breaking point.

"Wow! The smaller dose worked better than I expected," said David with a sickening joy.

"What are you talking about? A dose of what? What the fuck have you done to me?!?...

...Is what I would like to have said but the truth was I was in shock. Hell, so would you be if you had just grown a pair gravity-defying d-cups in the space of a few minutes. I was lucky I didn't pass out on the spot. Also, my mind was still hazed in the strange mental fog brought on by whatever David had just given me.

It's at this part of the story that I really struggle to remember exactly what happens next. I can relay to you in bits and pieces that I've cobbled together from my memory but you are more than welcome to correct me if you feel what you have heard about this night is wrong or if bits are missing.

There was a period shortly after these events where I tried very hard to forget. Problem is that I'm a public figure; even if only to my audience, which grew substantially during this time. I want this story told if only to set the record straight but I will be the first to admit my recollection of what happened can't be trusted.

The next thing I do recall is suddenly being very aware that David was now standing behind me, massaging my shoulders and leaning, uncomfortably, close to my ear. "Do you like my little gift? I figured you would have no memory of the last time I gave it to you so I lowered the dosage to ensure you would be somewhat compos mentis this time around." Suddenly there was a sharp tugging pain and girlish yelp escaping my lips. It took my brain a moment to figure out that David's hands had left my shoulders and moved around to pull my nipples that were now poking against my no-longer fitted shirt. "You know John, for a guy, you grow an amazing pair of tits."

A lewd,"Aaaah," was the only thing I could respond with as the sensitivity of my newly formed breasts gave David unlimited power over me. Whorish moans flowed from my lips, wrapped in sultry, feminine voice that was alien but at the same time oddly familiar to my ears. The voice of the women in the video sounded the exactly the same. That was the moment when it hit me like a ton of bricks. For the first time, I could clearly see the same eyes in softer features looking back at me. David perfectly timed pinching my nipples to **** a weak cry of ecstasy at the same time my video double was going over the edge from the brutal pounding.

"Just clicked has It?" The bastard smirked as he continued to knead my aching mounds. "How does it feel Janey? Are you starting to remember? It's so funny to think that, as a guy, you are so closed off and introverted but as a girl, you're just a little slut in heat."

I wanted to argue him, to push him away and deck him one before demanding he turn me back to normal. My altered body had other ideas as every pull on my tender nips, each firm groping of my plentiful tits was sending me deeper into the ****-fuelled fog of lust.

"Who knew you were such a closet sissy. Daddy's horny little t-girl." Sadly I'm not into that whole scene and I only gave you enough to take you halfway. Not that you noticed. You're about to break out of your pants you dirty girl."

The worst part was that he was right. With a chance to catch my breath, I was now painfully aware of the strain inside my trousers. I was rock hard and ready to blow. An awful mix of shame and desire reddened my cheeks. I wanted to die right there and at the same time wished David would shut up and make me cum, or at least let me finish myself off.

As if reading my mind, his evil smile grew wider. "Feeling frustrated? Does sissy Jane wanna cum?"

I tried hard to look angry and not give him the satisfaction of an answer. My eyes focused on his, struggling to resist the temptation to wander back to the video as my female doppelganger finished off David with an eager mouth, moaning the same lewd, lustful moans as I was right now. My weakened mind imagining what it would feel like...or did I remember how it felt. Either way, it was making my aching cock rage for release.

Then suddenly I cried out in a flurry of pain and want as gentle flicking and rubbing once again turned into harsh pinching and tweaking with an extra dose of tugging for extra effect. "I asked you a question sissy slut. Do you want to cum?"

I could only nod in response. My body had given up where my mind had tried to hold on and fight.
"Good because I have the perfect solution to your...problem."