by John Dylena
“So big and plump. I want to taste your meat.”
Her IQ may have taken a dive, but even in this altered state, her skills were razor-sharp. She bit her lip as her hands slid up the insides of his thighs until they circled the base of his cock.
Tom shuddered, uttering a moan of approval as she wrapped her succulent lips around his throbbing cock. They created a tight seal around his shaft and he had to put all his effort into keeping himself from orgasming the moment she went down on him.
It was a task that proved too difficult for a man of his limited experience, and as Katie bobbed up and down, the delicate, teasing touch of her tongue on his cock pushed him over the edge.
Tom grunted as hot spunk erupted out of his swollen head, but Katie kept her lips tight around him and swallowed every drop that poured out. He threw his arms out to his sides as he stared up at the ceiling, panting and gasping for air.
“Holy shit.” he murmured breathlessly.
“So tasty,” Katie said, licking her lips. “It’s like, salty and warm. Yum!”
Tom said nothing. His eyes remained on the ceiling as Katie stood up and walked away. He lifted his head off of the bed when he heard her digging through her purse.
“What are you looking for?”
“Nothing, silly,” she giggled. “It’s a secret.”
How am I going to be able to satisfy her when I came ten seconds into a blowjob? Tom thought as he curled up onto the bed.
“I got something for you, Tommy. Something that’ll totally make you better in bed,” Katie giggled as she walked back toward him.
“Heh, did you buy some Viagra or something ? A nice sexual energy drink?” He sighed.
Tom felt the bed sink as Katie sat down next to him and he rolled into her. Looking up at her, he laughed.
“What’s so funny?”
“I can barely see your face. Your massive rack is in the way.”
“Tommy!” She smacked his shoulder. “That was mean.”
“I’m sorry, Katie—”
“Krissi!”
“Right. I’m sorry, Krissi,” he coughed. “I didn’t mean to offend.” Tom sat up on the bed and massaged Katie’s shoulders. It was always something he did to help Katie relax, and from the sounds of it, it was working.
Katie giggled. “I like, totally forgot how good you are at these.” She let her head fall back onto his shoulder and closed her eyes.
Tom leaned forward and kissed her forehead. Katie opened her eyes and turned around, pressing her body against his. She pushed him back onto the bed until she was on top of him.
He smiled at the weight of her breasts and the way her blue eyes sparkled. The coat of gloss on her sumptuous lips glistened.
She said nothing as she kissed him, and Tom closed his eyes and let her tongue enter. It was a long, passionate kiss, and by the time he noticed the small round pill slide into his mouth from hers, it was too late.
Her hand pinched his nose and forced him to swallow whatever it was that she slipped him. The cotton candy aftertaste could only mean one thing.
Tom had ingested a dose of the bimbo pill.
He stared up at her wide-eyed, his face ashen. No man had ever ingested Bimbozol before. There was no telling what it might do to him.
He’d become a guinea pig.
“What the fuck Katie?!” Tom shouted, pushing her off of him as he shot up off the bed and paced around the bedroom. “Goddammit. I’m gonna have to puke it up.”
Katie’s bout of high-pitched laughter turned his attention away from his impending doom.
“This is going to be, like, so much fun!” Katie giggled. “You’re, like, totally going to make a sexy bimbo, Tommy.”
“Why? Why did you do this to me, Katie?!” Tom said, pulling the hair on his head.
“Because, silly, you need to loosen up. Being a bimbo is, like, totally liber… liber…”
“Liberating?”
“Yeah, that.” She laughed. “You’re going to be, like, a silly slut soon.” Her laughter escalated and Katie rolled around on the bed, giggling like a stoned sorority girl.
“Damn it, Katie, will you stop laughing—oh god!” Tom fell forward onto his knees, his arms wrapped around his waist. “My body… it’s on fire.”
Tom managed to climb onto his feet and wobble toward the bed. He fell onto the sheets and rolled onto his back. Katie knelt down next to him. Her giggling subsided as she watched Tom change with a smile.
“How do you feel, Tommy?”
He groaned. “My head… it… it’s cloudy. And my skin is tingling.”
“Doesn’t it feel, like, totally good?” she said, rubbing her hand on his chest.
Tom blinked, his eyes focused on the ceiling. “I feel congested—” His body spasmed as the hiccup erupted from his mouth. His eyes darted about as he felt something tickle his ears.
Sitting up, his brown hair fell down into his eyesight and he reached for the strands.
“Holy crap! My hair is, like, getting longer!” He quickly turned his head and covered his mouth. His higher-pitched voice sent Katie into another giggling fit. Tom blinked, not wanting to utter another word.
He slowly removed his hand from his mouth and turned his attention back toward his growing locks. They were now long enough to caress the bottom of his chin. Hiccupping again, he found himself giggling.
“Oh my gawd, like, why am I giggling?” Tom looked to his girlfriend for the answer, but all he got from her was a snicker.
She pushed him back down onto the bed and straddled him. Smiling, she bent toward him and kissed him again, her hands pulling his shirt over his head and tossing it aside.
“Whatcha feelin’ right now, Tommy?”
“I… my head… it’s like, so hard to think.” He blinked, and in the lights of the bedroom, Katie could he his brown eyes giving way to blue. “My chest feels funny.”
She giggled. “You’re going to have big boobies like me!” Katie cupped her breasts and wiggled them in front of Tom.
His hair had all but turned blonde and pooled beside his head. Despite the swelling of his chest and the narrowing of his waist, his face remained unchanged. The drug could only affect the soft tissue; the muscle, and fat of the human body, not the bone.
“Bubble gum… I taste bubble gum.” He smacked his mouth and licked his lips; puckering them once he felt their larger size.
“We’re going to, like, put some lipstick on those cock-sucking lips,” Katie said, rubbing her finger across his swollen mouth.
“Oh god, I can’t stop thinking about cock!” Tom moaned. “Oh, my chest!”
He lifted his back off of the bed and watched as the skin on his chest stretched and swelled. The mounds grew larger and larger, their weight pushing down on him until they reached the ideal bimbo size: double Ds.
Tom moaned as Katie squeezed his breasts, writhing around on the bed beneath her. She perked up and grinned.
“Oh my god, you still have your cock! It’s like, totally rubbing against my butt.”
“Oh oh! Let me see,” Tom said, lifting his heavy torso off of the bed. Katie got off of him and the two marveled at the size of Tom’s cock.
“It’s so huge!” she said, wrapping her hands around it.
Tom giggled. “I’m like, so horny!”
“Totally! Look at the size of it, Tommy,” Katie replied. She looked back to Tom, who stared straight ahead. His ocean-blue eyes glazed over and he hiccupped one final time.
He blinked and looked at Katie. “L-O-L, Tommy is a boy’s name. I’m, like, Tammy!”
Katie lit up. “O-M-G, I love it! Tammy is, like, totally a good bimbo name.”
“I know, right?!” Tom replied. “Like, this slut needs a new outfit. I can’t, like, wear boys’ underwear. G-ROSS!” He slid off of the bed and kicked off his boxers.
It was when he stood up that the two of them were able to take in his new body. Tom had the same curves as his girlfriend, with large perky breasts and a bouncy b
ubble-butt. The only thing that separated the two bimbos was Tom’s erect cock.
“I, like, need a new wardrobe,” Tom said, putting his hands on his hips. “All I have are boy clothes.”
Katie giggled as she got off of the bed.
“What’s so funny, Krissi?”
“Oh, nothing. Except for the fact that I, like, totally bought extra clothes when I went to the mall.”
“The mall? I want to go there so bad.” Tom bounced. “We can go shopping, get our nails done, look at boys—”
“No, Tammy, no going to the mall,” Katie chastised her like an angry parent. “We can’t leave the apartment.”
“Aw, you’re no fun,” Tom pouted.
“Well then, I guess you don’t get to try on the clothes I, like, just bought just for you.”
Tom’s sullen mood vanished instantly. “Ohmygod, like, what did you buy me?!”
“Oh, nothing really,” Katie looked away, trying not to laugh at Tom’s excitement. “Just some dresses, lingerie, costumes… shoes.”
“Shoes! Like, holy crap, you’re totally the best girlfriend ever—wait, does that, like, make me a lesbo?”
“Actually, you’re like, totally bisexual now, Tammy.”
Tom tapped his long fingernails against his puffed-up lips. “You’re totally right! Oh wow, I’m like, such a slut. I know! Let’s invite Jared over. He’s such a hottie!”
“Geez, Tammy! What, like, happened to hating his guts?”
“Oh, I don’t know, Krissi,” he said, throwing his hands in the air. “Maybe it has something to do with, like, the fact that I’m a sex-crazed bimbo? And he’s so… hot! Like, with those perfect abs, and those strong arms…” Tom’s face turned bright red as he licked his plump lips. “O-M-G, I want to taste his cock so bad! Have him fill my pussy and make a woman out of me! Please, Krissi, can we invite him? We can, like, totally have a threesome!”
“I said no!” Katie said, putting her foot down.
Tom whimpered. “But it’s, like, so hard to not think about him. All I’ve got on my brain is like, cocks and sex and stuff. Girly things.”
“Well then,” Katie said, sauntering up to her bimbo boyfriend. “Maybe I should get your mind off of him.”
“How?”
“Oh, I don’t know,” Katie said, her finger dancing on Tom’s tanned skin. “Maybe you can put on the lingerie I bought for you and the two of us can have some fun together?”
Tom giggled, “I totally like where this is going.”
“How about we tend to your hard problem?”
“You said hard,” Tom giggled.
“I totally did, but first, a gift!” Katie disappeared into the closet, leaving Tom giggling with excitement. She returned a moment later with a small shopping bag.
“Whatcha get me?” Tom clapped his hands.
“A present.”
“I love presents!” Tom said, taking the bag from her. He looked down into the bag and back at Katie, a shocked look upon face. “No! You didn’t.”
“Totally did!”
Still speechless, Tom stood next to the bed and dumped the contents onto the sheets. Out fell a white button-down blouse, red plaid mini-skirt, white scalloped stockings, and black patent Mary Jane pumps.
“Tammy, you’re going to, like, make one slutty schoolgirl,” Katie said, holding up the blouse. Let’s get you dressed.”
“Yes, Mistress,” Tom giggled.
“Oh Tammy, you’ve been a naughty slut,” Katie said, wielding a ruler.
Tom giggled. “I’m like, such a bad girl. Punish me, Mistress.”
He turned around, placed his hands on the bed, and stuck his butt out. Looking back at his girlfriend over his shoulder, he bit his lip as he wiggled the perfectly round swells of his ass.
“What’s this?” Katie said, doing her best to mimic an authoritative teacher. But it didn’t help hearing Tom snicker every time she artificially deepened her voice. She lifted up the hem of his micro skirt with her ruler. “Tammy! You don’t have any panties on!”
“Hehe, oops!” Tom said, covering his mouth with his hand. “I like, totally left them in the boys locker room!”
“Bad girl, Tammy!” She slapped his ass with the ruler and Katie noticed Tom’s cock twitch. It’s been rock hard ever since he started changing, she thought. She smacked his curvaceous ass once more and smiled when his moan filled her ears.
Tom straightened up and turned, sitting on the bed with his legs spread wide open.
“Please, Miss Krissi, I’m, like, so horny!” He sucked on the index finger of his left hand while the right circled his navel.
Katie eyed him up and down, her baby-blue eyes focusing on his rigid cock lifting the hem of his skirt. She bit her lip as her body twitched, the ember in her groin growing deliciously hot.
She had changed out of her form-fitting pink dress into a black pencil skirt with a crimson blouse. Tom hung his head low as he silently waited for her answer, the long, pointed nail of his finger pulling down on his thick lower lip.
“Okay, Tammy,” she said, unzipping her long skirt. “I think you’ve earned a reward.”
It fell to the floor, and Tom stared excitedly at her bare crotch. The pink lips between her thighs glistened with excitement. He giggled with glee as she straddled him.
Their eyes met, and she tossed her blonde locks out of the way as she lowered herself onto him. Tom grunted as his throbbing cock disappeared into her moist cunt.
When he was fully in her, he wrapped his arms around her waist and stood up off of the bed, rotating quickly and dropping her onto her back.
“Oh, Tammy! So rough!”
Tom said nothing. He groped and squeezed her muscular thighs as he thrust his hips back and forth, embedding himself deep into her sweltering sheath.
The bed jostled as Tom rocked his hips. His body swayed with a hypnotic rhythm, almost like a belly dancer, as he plunged ever deeper inside his bimbo girlfriend.
Katie moaned loudly as Tom continued to ravage her, his body fueled by an animalistic lust. To her delight, he showed no signs of slowing down.
“Oh god, yes!” she screamed, her body undulating with each of his thrusts. Katie’s skin glowed with a thin sheen of sweat as Tom threw his head back and grunted.
“I’m… like… gonna cum!” he shouted, pushing his cock in deeper. His hips twitched and his knees buckled as blistering hot ropes of jizz erupted out of dick into Katie’s pussy, filling her to the brim with his load.
Katie moaned as her own body tumbled over the edge. She lifted her back off of the bed and wrapped her legs around Tom’s waist, pulling him in closer as her juices mixed with his.
Panting, Tom leaned forward and kissed Katie.
“That was wonderful, babe,” he whispered breathlessly.
“It was. Now why don’t you, like, climb in bed with me so we can cuddle?”
He said nothing, only nodding as he pulled out of her. Katie crawled further onto the bed and Tom laid down beside her, falling asleep in her arms. She too drifted off, her fingers combing his long blonde hair.
They awoke to a bit of a surprise.
“Oh god, is it morning already?” Tom yawned, stretching his arms.
Katie’s eyes opened and she squinted, laughing once they adjusted to the early morning grogginess.
“Oh my god… Tom, look at yourself in the mirror!”
Half awake, he crawled out of bed and stumbled up to the full-length mirror in Katie’s bedroom.
“Holy shit!”
Tom was back to his original male form with short brown hair and eyes; stubble covering his cheeks and chin, and was once more flat chested and curve-less. He was still wearing the slutty schoolgirl outfit from the night before, and the dark hairs of his legs were jutting out through the fabric of his stockings.
“So uh, about last night…” Katie said, walking up next to him.
“Look, Katie, I’m pretty upset that you went and did something like that to me. I mean, we
don’t know what damage that pill could’ve done.”
She dropped her head. “I know. I realize that now that my head is clear of that pink fog. But…” She looked up at him. “You can’t deny that it was fun. Right?”
Tom looked away from his girlfriend and scratched his head. “…Okay sure, it was. But you can’t tell a soul about this.”
“Not even Jared?” Katie teased.
“Fuck you.” He crossed his arms and pouted.
“Oh come on, Tom, I was just having a bit of fun. Speaking of which, Tammy was a lot of fun to have around. Can she come and play again sometime?” Katie placed her arms on his shoulders and clasped her hands behind his head.
“Maybe,” he grunted. “But not for a while. It was very strange, acting and talking that way. I was fully aware of it all, but I had no filter, no quality control check. It was a part of me that I didn’t know existed. And now that I do, I… I need some time.”
“I understand. It was strange for me, too. How about we go out and get some breakfast? Maybe some French toast and bacon from that diner you like?”
Tom smiled. “Now you’re speaking my language.”
He gave her a quick kiss before disappearing into her closet. When he was out of sight, she walked up to her purse and pulled the hot pink pill vial out and held it in her hand. Inside the vial, ten or so round pills rolled around, a “B” etched into their surfaces.
“Thank you,” she whispered, kissing the bottle.
“I’m all ready,” Tom said, coming out of the closet in his t-shirt and jeans.
Katie quickly stashed the vial back into her purse and smiled. She quickly got dressed and followed Tom out the door of her apartment.
TWO-WAY TRIP PART 2:
RECURRENCE
Tom gently squeezed Katie’s hand as he looked out the small window of the plane. While his left hand delicately held onto his girlfriend’s, his right squeezed the life out of the arm rest as the plane dove toward the runway of McCarran Airport.
His eyes remained glued on the tall casino buildings as the wheels of the plane touched the ground. He released the breath he’d been holding in his chest as the plane came to a stop.
“See? It wasn’t so bad.” Katie kissed him on the cheek. “Can I have my hand back?”
