Sudden Change

His laughter turned into confusion as your body suddenly started to shift beneath him, big white breasts shrinking into nothing, curves hardening into lean angles as the transformation rippled through you. The water ran in rivulets down your now-broad shoulders as his cock wash pushed outnof you, by yours growing in its place.

" What the fuck!" he snarled, hips stuttering for just a second before he released his grip and dropped you onto the cold wet floor .

He staggered back, his dripping cock twitching in shock as he glared down at you, his perfect little fucktoy now replaced by some lean, unfamiliar body. "Where the fuck did she go?" he snarled, fists clenching. "What kind of sick joke is this?" Your breath came in ragged gasps as the last of the transformation settled, the cold tile biting into your palms. His confusion twisted into fury as he grabbed your jaw, forcing your face up. "You think this is funny? Where’d you hide her, you fucking freak?" His grip was bruising, his spit hitting your cheek as he barked the words, washed away by the still cascading water.

Your breath hitched as his fury radiated off him in waves, but your traitorous body reacted anyway, your new, or old, cock twitching against your thigh, still aching with the ghost of his thrusts. The steam curled between you as you stared, transfixed, at the thick vein running along his shaft, the way his balls tightened with barely restrained rage. "Answer me, you sick fuck!" He shook you hard, your teeth clacking together, but your gaze wss steady on his cock, you could still remember how it felt, inside you, you didn't even stop to consider that when you were male before, you didn't really care for them. But now... A whimper escaped you as your own, rather small, length hardened fully, bobbing against your stomach, staring at the magnificent masterpiece on front of you.

Your trembling fingers reached for him, **** to feel that thick heat in your palm again, but he snarled and shoved you back hard. Your shoulder slammed against the tiles as he staggered out of the shower, water sluicing off his tense muscles. "Fucking disgusting," he spat, his cock still half-hard, twitching with leftover arousal and fury. He whipped his head around, scanning the steamy bathroom like you might be hiding in the corners. "Where the fuck is she?" You whimpered, scrambling onto your knees, the cold air hitting your wet skin as the shower spray pounded beside you.