by Zoe Brown
“Ohhh--! Fuck--! Mmmmm—Ohhhhyessss…" The formerly male (but not quite female, yet) figure with the flowing mane of dark chocolate hair that was reflected back at me from the mirror-like surface of the elevator doors moaned in a voice that was shifting closer and closer to soprano tones every second, “God I love this…" My swiftly-feminizing reflection shivered and yelped again, panting, and then suddenly pulled my newly-feminized hands out of my pants, yanking my increasingly oversized male dress shirt out of my pants at the same time, and swiftly unbuttoning it all the way up and down, exposing my flat, shapeless male chest, the wide, dark, round female areolae that I now sported, and the big, firm, erect nipples beneath them. The figure in the reflection cupped my new, feminine hands over my new nipples, and moaned yet again in a voice that was almost a soprano now as I felt two soft, smallish mounds forming beneath and behind my new nipples, and beginning to force their way up and out from my chest. “Mmmmm…”
A pair of soft, smallish mounds that were forcing their way out of my chest. My body was definitely becoming a woman’s body now. It wasn’t quite as curvy as I hoped it would ultimately become just yet, but there was no question anymore what the final destination was. The body encased within my finely tailored, expensive men’s business clothing was no longer the body of Ashton Rhodes. It was no longer a man’s, really, except technically. It was now well on its way to becoming female now, to becoming ‘Ashley’s,’ and she – I was eager for it to move along with the changing. Get my body further along to becoming hers. Finish becoming female.
“Nnnnnggggahhh! Oh yes, yes, yes, PLEASE…!” Groaning in my new, fully female voice, I felt my hands being slowly forced away from my chest as my soft, firm, and deliciously sensitive new breasts pushed their way out of my chest, quickly swelling their way up from petite little A cups to fuller B cups with every passing second and to the accompanying sound of my ruttingly sensual moans, and they still kept on growing… They felt soft and sensual under my touch, and I caressed them lovingly, groaning and moaning with delight as they spilled into my girlish new hands.
“Mmmmph! Mmmmmph!! OHHHHHH!!” The new, swiftly-growing breasts pushing out from my chest continued to inflate, seemingly growing larger in time with my increasingly impassioned feminine whimpers and moans and with each heave of my panting chest. Through it all, my hard, erect cock spurted my aroused excitement into my boxer shorts, soaking them through. Though they were still somewhat-smallish for the moment, my new womanly mounds continued swelling up and out while I continued whimpering, moaning, and cumming uncontrollably, filling out into firm, round, milky-white mountains of sensuality and sexuality and femininity. Pushing past their full B-cup state they blossomed further up into ripe, round Cs and continued to expand, growing more beautiful and bountiful with every passing second. “Ohhhhh… yes…”
Pop-pop-pop… pop-pop-pop!
“OHHH! Mmmmmpphhh!!” As the descending elevator passed the building’s sixty-fifth floor a series of sudden, surprising soft pops in my lower back made me wriggle and groan again as my lower spine began to curve inward on itself, pushing my still-flat, bony male ass out behind me and my swiftly expanding new breasts up and out in front of me. Contorting my body around I could see in the reflection of the elevator doors now that my lower back was starting to take on the delicious S-curve shape of a young woman’s, and I sucked in a breath and moaned again as I felt the sides of my ribcage popping and beginning to compress inward, slowly carving out the beautifully curved middle of the hourglass my body shape was bent on assuming.
“Ohhh!—nnngg!—oohhh!” Another series of sexy pops in each of my hips (which felt to me like pulsing, squeezing erotic eruptions, like ejaculations firing off at just the precise moment of transformation, and which filled my increasingly damp boxer shorts with even more jets of my cum) ripped a set of whimpered moans from my shrunken, androgenized, early-twenty-something body. “Yes…” I breathed shakily, my voice now fully rich, and round, and female, a full, clear soprano, as I felt my hips beginning to widen, slipping out of their sockets and pulling slowly further and further apart, rounding out towards a traditionally feminine shape and stretching out the sides of my tailored pants as they did so.
"Mmmmph…!! Ohhhh yes, do it, do it! Make me a woman!" My now fully-soprano voice pleaded with the invisible hands that were remaking my body, crying out ecstatically, running my own, newly feminine hands down the sides of my swiftly-developing, sculpted hourglass waist, over my widening, rounding hips, and over my new flat, soft, and smooth beautifully feminine abs before I glanced down and whimpered, feeling a buildup of erotic pressure concentrating in my bottom.
“MMmmmph… Ohhhhh yes, please, please, do it, I’m ready…” Twisting my head around slightly and tugging my unbuttoned male dress shirt off (I tossed it onto the seat as well) so that I could watch, I watched with rapt, breathless attention as I saw and felt my formerly flat, toned, but definitively masculine butt start to expand, stretching out the bottom of Ashton's tailored suit pants, starting to fill out and round up into a full, rounded, pert and firm female ass instead.
“Unnnnhhhhhh---!!!” At the sight, and the sensation of my growing, feminizing new ass, my cock spurted yet more cum into my boxer shorts and further soaked the front of my pants. And as they grew, filled out, plumped up, and expanded, the firm new curves of my ass began to stretch out my tailored men’s business pants tight across their expanding globes, and pushed the seams beyond their limits. When I heard the first stitch pop, I came again, crying out repeatedly in orgasmic pleasure as I relished in watching and feeling my developing female curves stretching my old, boring, male clothing out past its ability to stretch any further, as if my new, female body just literally could not be contained by the trappings of masculinity any longer. My feminizing ass continued to plump up and expand, ripping apart the finely tailored stitching of my pants as it took on an increasingly heart-shaped form, until, when complete, the final form of my new hips and bottom, the base of my new hourglass shape, had utterly ruined a ten-thousand-dollar pair of snuggly-tailored size-32 men’s pants.
“Oh my god, this is so fucking sexy,” I whispered fervently to myself in my new, soprano tones. Unfastening the belt around my waist, I unzipped myself out of my ruined pants with an unmistakably female chortle of delight, drinking in the sight of my new curves – top and bottom – with full-throated feminine relish. Dropping my male pants and boxers to the floor and stepping out of them, my wet, sticky, sperm-covered cock dangling at full attention in front of rapidly-feminizing body, I watched in the reflection of the elevator doors as my new, plump, pert, and fully womanly ass finished rounding out. The top half of the thin, shapeless, and androgynous stick-figure legs that the first stage of the transformation had left me with, smooth and soft and hairless now, like the rest of my body, but with no more muscle or fat on them than that which a skinny young unathletic graduate student (of either gender) might possess, quickly followed suit, thickening rapidly and firming into deliciously shapely thighs that flowed from my widened hips and full, round bottom down to my calves, which just as swiftly took on their own delicate curves. They lengthened, too! As the new curves of my womanly legs expressed themselves, I had to blink and shake my head a couple of times to make sure I wasn’t seeing things, but when I looked around myself at the surfaces and features of the elevator car again, just to be sure, I couldn’t dismiss the fact that I seemed to have picked up a good inch and a half, maybe even two inches of height again, bringing me a bit closer to what I figured was probably five-seven than I had been just seconds before, and, once they were fully transformed, leaving me with a new pair of long, lusciously feminine legs that I imagined would look spectacular in a pair of high heels.
“Mmmm-mmmmm-mmmmmmmmm…” Once the new curves – the widened, rounded hips, full, heart-shaped ass, narrow, hourglass waist, sensuously long and luscious legs, and beautiful, bountiful breasts – of my female body finally finished developing, I had a few seconds to paus
e and catch my breath, moaning softly in my new, soprano voice and leaning my shoulder against the side of the elevator as I slowly and sensually slid my small, feminine, girlish hands up down across my nearly-feminized body, drinking in my new curves with my soft touch and slender, delicate fingers, feeling the rounded fullness of the new curves of my hips and cupping the plump, pert curves of my ass in my hands, while my beautifully-bountiful, glorious new breasts faintly quivered and jiggled on my breast with each panting breath.
“Mmmmm… oh my god… I’m so fucking beautiful…” I moaned in a sultry soprano tone as I ran my hands over my new body. I was enraptured by the results of my transformation so far. In the mirrored internal surfaces of the elevator car, I could see the hot, sexy girl that I was turning into really taking shape as the last of her body’s curves came in. It was almost unbelievable, what I was seeing, but whenever I doubted what my eyes were telling me, I had the physical reality beneath my hands to cup, to squeeze, to caress, and to fondle. Within just a few minutes I had gone from being a handsome, sturdily built man to being a beautiful, sexy young woman with flowing, dark mahogany brown hair, full, dark lashes, delicately arched eyebrows, a soft and inviting mouth, full breasts, a trim and hourglass waist, wide, round hips, a plump, heart-shaped ass, and long, luscious legs that under other circumstances I would have ached to have wrapped around my waist. In the mirrored surfaces of the elevator, when I looked my new body over, what I saw was a beautiful – no, a fucking gorgeous girl staring back at me. It was a bit hard to make out her exact facial features, because of the unfinished wobbliness of the mirroring metal surfaces in the elevator, and there was still the matter of the hard, erect cock standing cum soaked and proud between her thighs, but the rest of what I was seeing was all woman. I was really, actually, fully becoming a woman, and not just a woman, but a hot, sexy, deliciously curvaceous young woman! This was everything I had wanted! This was a sexy, kinky fantasy come true!
“Nnnnnnnggggggg—ahhh!!” Abruptly I yelped, a high and squeaky sound in my new, feminine voice, and glanced down, feeling a tendril of the warm, sensual caress of the transformation curl down between my widening hips, wrap itself around one of my testicles, and start to squeeze. “Ohhhhhhh!” I gasped and moaned, loudly, in my soprano tones. My cock twitched and rippled with arousal as I reached for it, spurting its warm, sticky juices again all over my fingers and down my newly softened, thickened, hairless thighs, and I moaned again and wriggled, a shiver running all the way up and down my body as the erotic grip on my testicle tightened even further and then began tugging the ball, firmly and insistently, up out of my ball sack, out of my crotch and into my abdomen, where – if Brianna was right in her assessment – it began to transform into one of my – into one of Ashley’s – new ovaries. “Ohhhh—Ohhhh!!”
I groaned again, “Unnnnhhhh!!” and threw my head back as the second testicle quickly followed the first up into my newly widened, femininely-sloping pelvis, a cascade of dark chocolate tresses that fell to the middle of my back showering down around my new, fully-formed and gloriously beautiful D-cup breasts as body shook from head to foot, falling back against the wall of the elevator behind me with enough force to actually rattle the car slightly in its descent. Down between my newly-feminized thighs (Ashley’s thighs now), my hard, swollen cock (Ashton’s cock), the tip of which was sticky and shiny with my cum, abruptly spasmed with an overwhelming, full-body, final male orgasm – “Ohhhh – ohhh god,” I screamed in a woman’s soprano voice, whimpering and wriggling my perfectly feminine body against the wall of the elevator behind me all the while, “Ohhh god!!” – shooting cum everywhere, all over the pile of discarded male clothing that I had stacked on the seat of my elevator car, all over the bunched up pants and boxers lying pooled around my ankles, and even spattering against the rear wall of the car itself, emptying my body of the last its stores of semen, almost as if in so doing it was riding my body of the last of its masculinity as well. But instead of just ejaculating and then softening, as would have normally been the case following such an earth-shattering orgasm, this time the sensation of release was followed by the rapid retreat of my manhood instead, which swiftly became even pinker and more sensitive as it began to pull back into base of my crotch, though it remained hard and swollen even as it retreated.
“Mmmpphhh!” I whimpered, “MMMMMMMMPHHH!!—Oohhhhh my goddd…” The sensation of my shrinking, inverting cock being pulled back into my feminized pelvis was incredible, almost indescribable. As someone who had never been sexually penetrated before, I had little to compare it with, but the sensation of having what felt like my cock beginning to push its way up into my new female lower body was easily as pleasurable an experience as any penetration I had ever performed in my life, and possibly even better. I heard my new, female voice crying out in feminine ecstasy as the sensation stretched on and on inside of my body, at first concentrated solely in my retreating cock, but then swiftly spreading deep, upwards into my pelvis and throughout my lower body and up the base of my spine into my upper body as well, much as a woman’s orgasm was said to do. Every inch of my body began shivering, tingling from the sensation, and I whimpered, loudly, stroking my rapidly shrinking member even as it dwindled away and forced its way back up inside my feminized body.
“MMmmphhh… mmmphhh…” With my hands, I explored my rapidly changing genitalia, probing and caressing my changing crotch even as it shifted under the soft, delicate touch of my newly feminized hands. Everything down between my thighs, at the base of my newly-sloping, feminine pelvis, was more sensitive at that moment, as my sex swiftly changed from male to female, than it had ever been before, and each touch, feel, and caress wrung fresh whimpers and moans from my soft, full, newly-feminized lips. Down at the base of what had been my cock just moments ago, I could feel what was left of my empty ball sack had pulled up around the bottom of my shaft and began stretching down between my thighs, affixing itself to the base of my crotch and swelling into the new, sensitive outer labia of my developing womanhood. As I panted, and whimpered, and moaned, the hard shaft of my retreating manhood continued forcing its way through the nascent lips of what was swiftly becoming the new, developing opening between my thighs, and there was an abrupt, sharp moment of briefly painful pleasure, (similar to the sharply sexual sensation of a woman biting down on the head of your cock during sex, or the pinch inside your cock after a really powerful orgasm) at which I shrieked with delight mixed with shock, as the developing lips of my new pussy parted for the first time, and I squirmed, whimpering against the elevator wall as I felt the former spear of my cock continually forcing its way up between the lips of my developing womanhood, penetrating its way slowly up into my abdominal cavity, its hard, swollen, over sensitized phallic shaft gradually being converted into the walls and ridges of my new vagina as it pushed ever deeper.
“OH Fuck, oh fuck… mmmmmph! YES!—Oh Fuck! Mmmmpphh!!” I kept on crying out and whimpering in my rich, round, new vocal tones, over and over again amidst my panting for breath, against the heaving of my breasts on my chest, as I felt what was left of my once-proud, trusty old manhood more or less fucking its way up inside of me, carving out the cavity and the depths of new womanhood within my newly wider, rounded female pelvis, converting itself into my developing vagina. It was an incredibly erotic sensation, and I felt simultaneously like I was thrusting my cock into a hot, warm, wet and welcoming vagina and being split down the middle by a thick, firm, penetrating shaft so big and so powerful that my developing pussy could barely accommodate it at the same time. As my former shaft forced its way up into my pelvis, converting itself inch by inch and sensation by sensation into the walls and depths of my new womanhood, I whimpered, I squirmed, I panted, and I cried out. I cupped and squeezed my new, fully developed D-cup breasts in my smaller, feminine hands, rubbed my tight, engorged nipples between delicate female fingers, and watched with erotic glee as my reflection in the mirror doors of the elevator similarly enjoyed the final stage of her trans
formation into a beautiful young woman.
“Fuck-fuck-FUUUCCCKKK!” I whimpered and cried out as my new vagina continued to take shape between my thighs, wriggling my full, ripe, heart-shaped ass against the reflective walls of the elevator behind me. As my pussy continued to form, a wave of new moisture began to slicken the developing walls of my new womanhood and dripped out of my new labia, down the head of my still-shrinking cock, which felt like it was melting into a pool of wet, musky, womanly arousal. After a few more moments of this, the head of my former penis detached – with another sharp, sexy, erotic sensation – from what was left of my former, penile shaft and finished converting itself into the tight, sensitive bundle of nerves that would become my clitoris.
“Ohhhhhhhhhh… god… Yessssssss—!” I screamed long and loud at the pleasurable sensations that accompanied the conversion of my former cockhead into my new clitoris. Meanwhile, while the shaft of my old penis continued to thrust its way up into my pelvic cavity, the developing canal of my new vagina was flooding my crotch with womanly juices, in order to make this last stage of my transformation more pleasurable, soaking ‘Ashley’s’ new crotch and running down the insides of my thighs, as my new, female sexual organs finished forming. Finally, with an especially loud, sharp whimper, a heavy "OHHHH!!!" of sharp, forceful pleasure, and a long groan, I collapsed back against the wall of the elevator and slid to the floor as I came again, orgasming for the final time during this, my first ever transformation from male to female, as the canal of my new womanhood, now fully converted from the shaft of my former cock, finally connected itself with my new cervix, and the small, red sensitive nub of my clit finished settling beneath the top of my red, sensitive pussy lips. “Ahhh-Ahhhhhh!—AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”
