by John Dylena
“Yes, sorry,” he said, letting go of her hand to rub his forehead. He sighed heavily as he looked out the window one last time.
Katie pulled him away from the view and removed her carry-on bag from the overhead compartment.
“Come on, let’s go. I want to check in before everyone else does.”
Tom said nothing as he flung his bag over his shoulder and followed her down the narrow aisle. The flight was cramped, but thankfully, it was also short and uneventful.
Tom’s nerves finally settled as he stepped off the plane into the airport, following his girlfriend toward the baggage claim.
It was their one-year anniversary, and having earned a big bonus check, Katie suggested they spend it on a weekend in Vegas. Tom had never been to Vegas, despite growing up in Los Angeles, where Sin City was within driving distance.
It didn’t bother him as much as it bothered his friends, who were more into the gambling and partying scene than he was. Katie loved the city, but every time she visited, she was with a group of her friends, which meant little time for relaxation.
“Holy crap, Katie, did you pack your entire closet?” Tom grunted, lifting her suitcase off of the metal carousel.
“Only half of it. I couldn’t decide on what dress I wanted to wear for our night out, so I packed all three of them.” Tom rolled his eyes as she squatted down to inspect her bag for tampering. “Come on, let’s go!”
“I thought we had plenty of time?” he asked, dragging both his and her suitcases behind him.
“We do, but if we check in early enough, I can think of something to pass the time.” She looked back at him over her shoulder and winked.
Tom grinned as he sped past her, flying through the automatic doors and signaling the first taxi he laid eyes on.
Tom laid face-down on the queen-sized hotel bed, his face buried into his pillow and his arms outstretched. Katie sat at the table by the window and typed away on her laptop.
The day was anything but romantic, and it had turned into a recovery day for the events of the previous night. After checking in early, the couple had spent the extra hour having sex in the gorgeous hotel room.
By skimping on the airfare, they were able to put more money toward accommodations, and with Katie’s big bonus check, they were able to reserve a luxury bedroom in one of the smaller casinos located on the Strip.
Their night had consisted of a show, followed by gambling and bar-hopping. Tom woke up in the morning with an extra ten-grand in his pocket and the mother of all hangovers.
He remained in the bed throughout the day as Katie worked, occasionally heading back down to the casino to bolster his growing winnings, some of which Katie took with her shopping. She was a difficult person to buy gifts for, so Tom handed her five grand and told her to buy something special.
The sun had set by the time Tom returned from his third trip to the casino, smiling as he fingered the wad of cash. He not only made back what he had given away to Katie, but also earned a little extra.
He opened a door to a vacant room. Katie had yet to return from her shopping spree, and after securing the money in the hotel safe, he sent a text to his girlfriend before turning on the TV.
It wasn’t long before Katie returned, her hands full of shopping bags with the logos of well known, high-end designers emblazoned on the front.
“I take it your shopping spree was a success?” he grunted, taking the bags from her.
“Very much so. Thank you so much, Tom. I know I’m a difficult person to shop for, so this was an amazing gift from you.”
“I’m glad you were able to find something you liked. Though I do plan on doing my own shopping before we leave tomorrow night.”
“Speaking of which, I need to give you my gift.”
“Oh?” Tom raised an eyebrow. “What is it?”
“Well,” she said, digging through her purse. “Last night was a lot of fun, and I figured tonight, we can have some more fun.”
“What do you have planned?”
Katie grinned as she pulled something out of her purse. “We’re out of town, away from anyone we know.”
“Where are you going with this?” he said, crossing his arms.
“Well, I figured we can take a different kind of vacation.”
Tom’s eyes went wide as Katie held her hand out to him. On her palm were two tiny pink pills with little Bs etched into their surfaces.
He opened his mouth to speak, but Katie cut him off.
“Look, Tom, it’s been three months since the last time we took the drugs—”
“You say that like I had a choice.”
“And look at what it for our relationship! I can’t remember a night where the sex wasn’t great. Not only that, but you’ve opened up. You’re more confident and extroverted; you’re more carefree.”
“Katie, I would be lying if I told you I didn’t enjoy that night, and I would also be lying if I said I hadn’t thought about taking the drug. It brought out a side of me I didn’t know I had. The sex has been amazing, and I have never been so in love with you.”
“So how about it, then? I even brought some dresses and heels along with me just in case.” Katie set the pills down on the dresser behind her and rested her arms on Tom’s shoulders.
“I don’t know, Katie. You remember how lustful I became. What’s stopping me from sleeping with some stranger tonight? What if… what if I can’t control my urges, and you find me blowing some guy in the bathroom?”
“I’ll be there the entire time. I won’t let you out of my sight. Besides, you said you’ve always wanted to have a threesome. Maybe you can get that wish tonight.”
Tom rolled his eyes. “A threesome where I’m the guy with the two babes—not one of the babes.”
“If that even happens. Odds are we’ll just go to one of the clubs, get drunk and hit on, and then we can come back to our room and celebrate our anniversary alone, just you and me.”
“You mean Tammy and Krissi.” Tom released himself from her grip and sat down on the bed. He rubbed his face with his hands as his mind went over all the possibilities.
Katie patiently waited, her eyes occasionally shifting back to the pink pills on the dresser.
“How am I going to hide my erection?” Tom said through his hands.
“Oh, I got something that’ll keep you hidden away.” She grinned.
“You’ve planned for this, haven’t you?”
“I have.”
“Tell me.”
“Well, after our night as bimbos, I did some research on the internet. Since the pill doesn’t give you women’s parts, there are ways to create the illusion that you have them, instead.”
“Which are?”
“A chastity cage to keep you flaccid, and a fake vagina to give you the look.”
“A fake vagina?” he said, falling onto his back.
“Yeah. You wear them like a Speedo. They’re made of silicone.”
“Let me guess,” he said with his eyes on the ceiling. “You already bought it and brought it with you.”
“You know how I like to plan ahead.”
Tom sighed heavily and got up off of the bed. He stood in front of Katie and hugged her.
“All right. Since you so thoroughly planned this out and we are out of town and away from anyone we know, I guess I’m okay with taking another hit.”
Katie lit up. “Really?! Oh thanks, Tom! I wouldn’t have gone through with this if it was our first time. I figured we know what we’re in for, so we can be better prepared.”
“That’s my girlfriend: always thinking ahead and planning for every possible outcome. Watch out world, she’s coming for you.”
“That’s right!” she said, punching him in the shoulder. “I’m going to conquer the world, and you’ll be my bimbo sidekick.”
“Not funny, Katie,” he said rubbing his arm.
“Come on, let’s get you ready.”
“I’m not wearing any of the clothes until I finish
changing, understand?”
“Okay.” She frowned. “You know, I’ve always wanted to dress you up like a woman.”
“Aren’t you already getting that wish by turning me into a bimbo?”
“True, but that’s different. All right fine, we can have that conversation another time,” Katie said, walking toward her suitcase.
Tom silently watched as she dug through it, setting aside her belongings as she pulled out the small box and package that she hid in her suitcase.
She returned to pile of belongings and pulled out two dresses, panties, and a pair of heels. Then she went to the collection of shopping bags and pulled out two shoe boxes and another dress.
“I like the blue—”
“Sorry, Tom. But Tammy is the one choosing the dress, so no picking out your outfit until she arrives.”
Tom frowned as he silently nodded.
“I need you to strip all the way nude so I can lock you up.”
“All right,” he said, removing his shirt. “I’m glad this drug gets rid of my body hair, because I definitely do not want to go through the hassle of shaving.”
Katie smiled as she watched her boyfriend remove his clothes. When he was finally naked, she took out the clear plastic cage and knelt down in front of him.
Tom watched curiously as she fiddled with the contraption, grimacing and grunting as she worked his manhood into the prison. There was a quick click and Katie stood back up, pleased with herself.
“How does it feel?”
“Not too bad. Though I’m sure that’ll change the moment the drug kicks in. What about the fake vagina?” he asked, pointing to the bed.
“It’s sized for your big bubbly butt,” she said, smacking his ass. “It’ll be too big to wear now.”
She stepped back in front of him holding the two pills. Tom silently and hesitantly opened his hand and stared at the little pink pill after Katie gave it to him.
“Wait. I want to take them at the same time,” she said removing her clothes. She stood in front of him, as naked as he was and held her pill up in front of her. “Ready?”
“As I’ll ever be,” he replied dryly.
“Bottoms up!”
Katie popped the pill into her mouth and took a swig of her water. Tom did the same, drinking from her bottle. Then the couple patiently waited for the effects to kick in.
After a minute of standing still, she sat down on the edge of the bed and Tom paced back and forth in front of her, stopping and quickly turning toward her when he heard her hiccup.
Katie started to giggle, and right after he took a step toward her, Tom felt his head lighten and a hiccup escaped his own lips.
So it begins.
Tom took a deep breath and quickly sat down next to Katie. He took her hands in his and she turned toward him. He didn’t have much time to say what he needed to say before both of them went under.
“Katie.” He looked deep into her sparkling green eyes.
“What is it, Tom?”
“I just want to say that no matter what happens tonight, I love you. No matter what I say or do, no matter what this drug makes me do, the only person I want to be with is you.”
“I love you too, Tom,” she said, wrapping her arms around him. She pressed her lips against his and kissed him, her tongue pushing past his teeth to wrestle with his. Then she pulled back and grinned. “Now let’s have some fun, okay?”
Katie hiccupped again and she stared blankly ahead at Tom. The lights from the bedroom illuminated her eyes and he could see the green give way to blue. Her black hair started to grow, becoming blonde at the roots.
It was all happening too quickly.
The last time they took the pill, more than five minutes had passed before the changes started. But now they were well underway before the five-minute-mark. Tom felt panic begin to set into his mind, but it vanished behind a pink cloud.
He opened his mouth to speak, but his throat tightened, cutting off his words. When it relaxed again seconds later, the only thing he could do was giggle.
Katie’s moans drew his attention away from his body. He turned toward her and watched as she squirmed on the bed. Her eyes opened and closed as she stared up at the ceiling, her hands rubbing themselves on her naked body as her long ombre-colored hair pooled beside her head, forming into curls and waves.
Her cries reached a crescendo as her breasts swelled in size, tightening as they reached the iconic double-D. Underneath the glistening layer of sweat, her fair skin darkened, matching the iced latte she had at the airport on Friday.
Tom doubled over, grunting loudly and gritting his teeth as the changes started for him. His stomach grew tight as the pins-and-needles sensation covered every inch of his body. His arms and legs felt asleep as his mind raced.
The transformation was different than he last remembered it. Where before it was smooth, unobtrusive and painless, what was happening to him now was anything but.
There was a heat slowly moving though his insides, and with it, pain. Not an excruciating, torturous pain, but a dull ache. Tom’s arms, legs and stomach throbbed. He felt sore, like the morning after a serious workout.
But underneath the pain, the heat, and the prickling sensation, there was something else: pleasure.
Tom opened his mouth and moaned, his voice higher than it was a moment ago. He fell back onto the bed next to his girlfriend, whose giggles filled his ears. He looked over at her as he fought through the whirlwind of sensations inside his body.
Her hair was totally blonde and her lips puckered together as her hand rubbed the delicate lips between her thighs. Katie’s eyes remained closed as she pleasured herself, totally unaware of the hell that Tom was going through.
The soreness faded as he felt his waist pinched together by an invisible corset. His chest grew tight and he watched his nipples grow, becoming rigid and large as the skin beneath them stretched and grew. He stared at the growing mounds on his chest with half-brown, half-blue eyes, his lips thickening as his hair pooled beside his head.
Tom moaned one last time as the transformation came to an end. His breasts bounced as he writhed on the bed, the aches replaced wholly by pleasure. Every touch was erotic: the light embrace of the cotton sheets; the cold air coming from the vents; the bead of sweat traveling between his breasts down to his navel.
The epicenter of it all was between his legs. The erotic fire burned the hottest down below his stomach, and he whimpered as his hand slowly glided over his pubic mound to the chastity cage.
He bit his lower lip as he touched the head of his cock through the holes in the plastic and his long, manicured nails tickled his urethra. His left hand squeezed his breast and rubbed his nipple as he continued to play with his shriveled-up cock.
The fact that it had shrunk in size didn’t faze him in the slightest. Tom was too wrapped up in the pleasure from his highly sensitive body to care. He even failed to notice how much lighter his manhood was, or that his sack was empty.
A little dollop of fluid oozed out of the tip of his cock as he screamed with pleasure, his body convulsing as the orgasm passed through him. Once it passed, his body returned to normal. The hypersensitivity vanished and his bright blue eyes stared up at the ceiling as his chest rose and fell quickly, sweat covering his new, sexy body.
“Enjoying yourself, Tammy?” Katie asked, rolling onto her side.
Tom looked away from the ceiling into the crystal-blue eyes of his girlfriend. “Totally. That was, like, the best orgasm I’ve ever had.”
Katie giggled. “Wanna like, take a shower together? Don’t want to go out to the club all sweaty and gross.”
“You know it,” Tom said with a smile.
“Oh! Can I wear the green one?” Tom said, holding up the stretchy cocktail dress. It was the color of jade and sparkled with silver sequins. It had a belt made of a darker green material with a square, silver buckle built into the waist. “Come on, Krissi, you how I like, love the color green.”
Katie tapped on her lips with her index finger, looking closely at Tom as he held the dress up against his almost naked body. With the black panties he had on, the false vagina beneath them was almost invisible. The illusion was complete. He looked like any other woman, even though he was taller than most.
She looked away from her eager boyfriend to the two other dresses on the bed. Katie had hoped to wear the green dress, but seeing how excited Tom was to wear it, and how much she had to push him to get him to take the pill with her, she owed it to him to give him first pick.
After some thought, she decided to go with the blue dress, as she really liked the heels that she bought to go with them.
“Okay, you can wear the green one, but only if you let me paint your nails to match.”
Tom nodded. “Deal. Thank you sooooo much, Krissi!”
He threw the dress onto the bed and hugged Katie, only to return to the dress a moment later Pulling it over his head, Tom shimmied into the clingy fabric, moving it past his wide hips and down to his thighs.
The sequins sparkled brightly in the hotel room as Tom looked at the dress from all angles in the mirror. He tightened the belt and smoothed out the fabric, pulling the hem up and down, testing each look.
Katie smiled as she picked up the blue dress. It wasn’t a body-hugger like Tom’s, but it still showed off her mouth-watering curves.
They sat down at the vanity while Katie painted Tom’s nails and did his makeup. He puckered his lips as she applied a heavy coat of pink lipstick, covering it up with a shiny layer of gloss. After she’d adjusted his mascara and dusky eye shadow, Tom was ready for a night out.
The drug didn’t just make the user’s hair long and blonde, but it styled it, as well. Tom’s platinum locks fell down to his shoulders in a set of waves and curls fit for a celebrity walking the red carpet.
With the makeover complete, he marveled at his appearance before thanking his girlfriend and walking back into the bedroom to put on his heels. They were black leather ankle boots with a gold zipper. All dressed up and ready, Tom tried to patiently wait for his girlfriend.
But it was a difficult thing to do.
