by Reed James
“My sexy princess!”
Hot cum spurted into my mouth. My girlfriend's cum. It flooded me. It coated my tongue and spilled around my teeth. This wonderful, creamy, salty treat. It tasted amazing. I gulped it down, the heat sliding down to my belly.
More fired from her dick. She pumped her futa-spunk into my mouth faster than I could swallow it. While she moaned and gasped, her pussy convulsing around my fingers, her jizz overflowed my mouth. It spilled down my chin.
“Oh, wow,” she groaned, her eyes fluttering. “Oh, wow, that's amazing. That's what a guy feels when he cums. Mmm, and it's mixing with my pussy convulsing. Oh, yes, yes, I loved it.”
I sucked the last of her cum out of her dick, swallowing it. I popped my mouth off her dick. “That just happened. I just blew you.”
“Yeah, you did,” she moaned. “Mmm, my gender-swapped princess gave me such a wicked treat.” She tugged on my hair, pulling me to my feet.
She kissed me hard. She pinned me against the counter, my skirt rustling. Her cock pressed up beneath it, rubbing on my inner thighs, the tip reaching my pussy. Our tongues dueled. Our lips worked together as she moaned with such hunger.
Her right hand found my breast again, kneading it. She brushed my nipple, sending shivers down to my pussy. My cunt clenched, aching and hot, begging to be filled. Her cock rubbed against my flesh. She pressed her girth into my folds right against the barrier guarding the depths of my pussy.
My hymen.
She broke the kiss, staring in my eyes. “Oh, Hades, I'm still hard.”
“Yeah,” I panted. My heart hammered in my chest. “You are. I... I...” I swallowed. “Fuck me! I want to be a woman right now! I am a woman! And you're my futa-girlfriend! My futa-Tinkerbell!”
She grinned at me, such passion in her blue eyes. “I love my princess!”
Winny kissed me hard. Her tongue thrust into my mouth as her dick pressed against my hymen. I whimpered, squirming on the edge of the counter. I shifted, sitting on it. My legs wrapped around her, pulling her against me as my maidenhead stretched and stretched.
I whimpered into her mouth, a pain growing in me. I shuddered. She was so close to popping me. I was on the verge of being penetrated. I groaned, holding her tight. My hymen stretched more, resisting. I just wanted her in me and—
My cherry popped.
I broke the kiss, gasping, “Shit!”
“Yes!” she moaned as her cock sank into my virgin flesh.
Winny penetrated me with her futa-dick. Her cock sank deeper and deeper into me. She reached into my flesh, caressing me. I trembled against her. I clutched her tight, squeezing about her. My hips wiggled from side to side, stirring her dick around inside my snatch.
“I'm in you, Rose!” gasped my girlfriend. I felt like a Rose right now. Not a Carter, but a Princess Rose. “Oh, my god, you're so soft and wet. So tight! Is this what it's like when you're in me?”
“I guess,” I moaned, her dick stretching me wide. “Right now, I feel so stuffed full. All these sensations are rippling through me. I... I like you being in me. Ooh, yes, yes. I need you to move. To fuck me!”
“Yes!” she moaned, squeezing my left breast as she leaned in and kissed me again.
She drew back her hips. I groaned, my pussy clinging to her futa-dick. The friction was incredible. It ignited this heat in me. Our tongues danced together as my body shuddered. My dress rustled and my long hair swayed about my shoulders and caressed my neck.
Winny rammed back into me.
My futa-girlfriend filled me up. Our costumes rustled as we came together. My pussy clenched around her dick, drinking in the girth. Her girl-cock drew back again, faster this time. She buried it hard into me again and again.
She fucked me.
It was incredible. I kissed her hard, clutching to her, my arms crushing her gossamer wings. I didn't care if I was ruining her costume. Not with our bodies united. I experienced the joys of being a woman as she pumped her cock in and out of me.
Something built in me.
My eyes widened. I broke the kiss, moaning, “I think... I think I'm going to cum on your big futa-cock!”
“Yes!” she moaned, slamming into me. “I'm definitely going to spurt in you.” She grinned at me. “Bareback and everything.”
“Oh, yes!” I moaned, savoring this thrill of our intimate flesh rubbing together.
Her dick plunged in and out of me over and over. Every time she buried into me, her crotch rubbed against my clit. Sparks flew. My cunt squeezed down around her cock as she pulled back, the silky friction burning through me.
All these delights swirled through the depths of my cunt. They brought me closer and closer to my feminine orgasm. I worked my hips, my gender-swapped body hungry for this delight. Her kneading fingers found my nipple, twisting it, making me squeak in delight.
“Oh, yes, yes, yes, fuck me!” I moaned. “Fuck your princess!”
“Yes!” she gasped, thrusting hard, our costumes rustling, our flesh slapping together. “You're so wet and tight! Ooh, you're going to cum, aren't you?”
“So hard!” I moaned, my pussy squeezing around her. “Just don't stop. Oh, yes, yes, Winny!”
She twisted my nipple hard, her other hand sliding up and down my back, caressing me through the silk of my dress. I leaned back my head, wiggling my hips. My hands grabbed her ass, squeezing and kneading her through her skirt, pulling her into me.
I licked my lips, still tasting of her sweet pussy. She had both. A cock and a cunt. She fucked my new twat with it. My changed body loved it. This was an incredible Halloween costume. I was utterly a slutty princess getting fucked hard by a futa-dick.
She rammed deep and hard into me. She filled me up. My eyes rolled back in my head as she worked that thick dick in and out of me. Every stroke brought me closer and closer to my eruption. My clit throbbed as I ground it against her pubic bone, savoring the brief press of our flesh when she bottomed out in me.
I broke the kiss and moaned. “Oh, yes, Winny! Don't stop fucking me! I'm almost there and... Yes!”
My eyes widened.
Rapture exploded in my pussy.
My new cunt writhed about her futa-cock. Waves of feminine delight washed out of my climaxing twat. The rapture swept through my body. Every bit of me tingled. My mind drank it in, stars bursting across my vision.
“I'm cumming on your big cock!” I howled.
“Yes, yes, yes!” she moaned, burying to the hilt in my convulsing flesh. “My sexy princess! Yes!”
Her dick erupted.
My girlfriend pumped her hot futa-jizz into me.
I groaned, my orgasm swelling in intensity at the splashes of her girl-cum pumping into my writhing flesh. My pussy spasmed harder about her, milking her. Ecstasy melted my mind as we gasped and heaved together.
“You like your costume!” she moaned. “You like being my princess!”
“I love it!” I gasped, stars dancing through my vision. “You're such a hot futa-Tinkerbell!”
“I am,” she moaned, hugging me tight. “Mmm, yes, yes, milk out all my cum, Rose!”
She kissed me again, softer, gentler. My orgasm peaked in me. No more cum fired into my pussy as the writhing slowed, stopped. My pleasure bled into buzzing bliss. It was so different than cumming as a guy. It went on longer. It had such a gentle intensity to it, not powerful and immediate.
Winny broke the kiss and pulled out of me. “I have to go show everyone my futa-cock. This is such a naughty trick!”
As she darted for the door, my foggy mind took a moment to process what she said. Then my eyes snapped open. “What?”
To be continued...
Embracing the Futa Costume
Futa Halloween Treat 2
(A story of the Aphrodite Sisterhood Universe)
by
Reed James
Embracing the Futa Costume
Hades – Goddess of the Underworld
“Giving Willy that dildo was genius,” I told my wi
fe and queen Persephone.
I hugged the blonde beauty from behind, my lips finding her neck, my breasts pillowing into her back. We stared down into the cauldron, watching the fun through the quicksilver solution's mirror-like surface. The gender-swapped Princess Rose shuddered, her new, large tits heaving as she trembled through her orgasm. Her girlfriend, Willy, held her from behind, pumping futa-cum into her cunt.
The pair had bought costumes from the “store” my queen and I conjured into existence. It was an extension of the underworld. Halloween was now the one day a year I could extend the underworld to the mortal world. It was the day that transitioned life from death. That held power. Feeling mischievous, and aching to annoy Zeus, I decided to join the fun Aphrodite was spreading.
“That dildo is an exact replica of the one Hephaestus made for Aphrodite,” purred Persephone, shivering in my arms. “The closest to a real cock possible and now...”
“Now it's become real,” I said, grinning. Halloween was a time of change, when the veil between life and death was its weakest. Princess Rose, formerly a guy named Carter, had cross-dressed tonight. It changed him into a her while Willy was wearing the strap-on as a joke.
“And she loved it,” purred Persephone.
“Which one?” I asked, Willy's flushed face peering over Princess Rose's shoulder.
“Both.”
I laughed, squeezing my wife's breasts.
“Maybe you should strap on a dildo,” Persephone said, “and fuck me hard with it.”
I nuzzled into my wife's neck, purring, “But the real fun is about to begin.”
* * *
Princess Rose
I panted as Willy ripped her cock out of me and darted for the door to the bathroom. Was she really going to show our friends at the Halloween party that she now had a girl-cock? Her cum ran out of my pussy.
My pussy.
I had a pussy now. I stared at the mirror, my brown hair no longer short but spilling in lustrous hair to spill around my flushed, feminine face. I has plump lips, delicate features. If I had a sister, she'd look like this. My large breasts rose and fell, my pink gown wrinkled, the bodice pulled low to let these big tits spill out. They used to be those silicone implants that girls stuffed bras with to make them look like they had larger breasts. My skirt was hiked up around my waist, my legs slender now.
I was a woman.
A woman.
My heart pounded. I didn't know what to do. When midnight hit, when the day died, I changed. It was a trick. Somehow those two women who ran the Halloween shop, Persephone and Hades, had done something to us. They had enchanted our costumes. My girlfriend's joke dildo became her fully functional cock, and me...
I couldn't be Princess Rose. I couldn't. I was Carter. Right?
My body felt amazing. My hands groped my big tits. I massaged my pillowy breasts, brushing the wide areolas. My nipples thrust hard, grown far larger than my normal ones. I caressed them, pinched them. My eyes fluttered, squeezed my nubs.
Pleasure tingled down to my pussy. My cunt clenched. My hole ached for more as another line of jizz dribbled out of me. She'd deflowered me. She'd fucked me hard. It felt incredible. I came and came. Rapture rippled through my body.
I licked my new, plump limps.
From the living room, over the music playing, I heard gaps and shouts. Willy, short for Winifred, was out there showing off her new cock. She was so excited about it. But me... I was scared to go out there. My friends had made fun of me all night for cross-dressing as a princess. I lost a bet to my girlfriend so had to wear this costume. She beat me at my favorite video game. I had no choice.
Now I was a true woman. I couldn't go out there. Right? They'd all notice. Wouldn't they?
I bit my lip. Could I convince Willy to leave. Maybe no one would realize I'd changed into a woman. They'd just think my costume was... better. Then I could grab Willy, get us home, and... hopefully go back to normal when dawn came and Halloween officially ended.
This couldn't be permanent. Right?
No, no, it was just for tonight. Had to be just for tonight.
I pulled up my bodice, whimpering as the silk of my costume rubbed against my nipples. My large breasts jiggled. I had real cleavage now. I bit my lip. It was so obvious that I had real tits and not fake ones. I smoothed my skirt. Would they notice that my legs weren't muscular, that my thigh-high stockings fit me better. That I stood with grace on the high heels now.
“Holy shit, she just went for it!” gasped Hunter.
“Damn, Nellisa,” groaned Deforest. “You just... I mean... Damn. That's kinda hot.”
“Yeah,” Bret groaned.
I took a deep breath. Just go out there, grab Willy, and get home. I could offer to fuck her again. She'd probably like that. I could give her another blowjob. Her cum tasted good. I could just suck on her and make her cum.
I licked my lips again.
God, I had been turned into something wanton. My body trembled. I was so hot. I was on fire. My breasts jiggled. The laughter grew louder. I had to go out there. Just bite the bullet and get this over with. I was a sexy princess who could kick ass.
I threw open the door and stepped out into the hallway. I heard a moan, something almost sexual. What was going on out in the living room? Had they put on porn? That would distract the guys. They were the ones I didn't want to see me like this. They would never let it go if they knew I became a girl for the night.
I headed down the hallway, my hips swaying in a way they'd never had as a man. My body felt so different, shifted. My hips felt higher. I sauntered with a sway. My skirt rustled. My thigh-high stockings whisked as they brushed each other. I reached the living room.
Gaped.
Willy sat on the couch, her fingers dug into her tits. They were exposed for all to see. She'd pulled down her green Tinkerbell dress, exposing her round breasts. Her dusky-pink nipples thrust hard before her. She tweaked them while she let out a moan of delight. Nellisa, a Black girl dressed as a sexy nurse, knelt before my girlfriend.
Gave her a blowjob.
The guys were cheering Nellisa on, including her own boyfriend Deforest. The Black guy, dressed as a cop, stood tall, a beer in hand. He watched his girl bob her head, sliding her lips up and down my girlfriend's futa-cock, as she called it.
“Oh, that's it,” groaned Willy. Her eyes rolled back in her head. She squeezed her tits. “Mmm, just suck my futa-dick. Bob that naughty mouth. I'm going to cum so hard into it. Ooh, yes, yes.”
“You are such a slut, Nellisa,” moaned Salomé. The Hispanic girl was hosting the party. She was dressed up as a dominatrix, her breasts cradled in her black leather corset. She wore leather panties and thigh-high boots. She ran gloved hands up and down her torso.
“Oh, yes, she is,” moaned Lyssa, her fingers playing with her belly piercing, a silver and sapphire charm. She was dressed like a genie in transparent-blue pantaloons, a narrow band of cloth over her breasts, and a little vest. She had a veil that did nothing to hide her face. “Just taking that big dick like a champ.”
“Well, she's got a lot of practice,” Deforest said. He nudged Bret. “You know why.”
“Because she's been sucking my cock,” Bret said. He was dressed as a dashing pirate, his long, sandy-blond hair only adding to the roguish look of his costume.
“Asshole,” Deforest said then laughed.
“She's good,” Willy groaned, her fingers digging into her tits. “Mmm, yes, yes, suck my dick, Nellisa. I'm going to fire so much cum down your throat. Oh, fuck, yes.”
I couldn't believe this. My girlfriend was cheating on me like it was nothing. Her blue eyes fluttered, meeting mine for a moment. Then she groaned, pinching her nipples. She tugged on them. She pulled on them, stretching out her tits as she quivered in joy.
My stomach churned. What had tonight done to her? What had gaining a cock made her into? She was a futa now. She had a pussy that Nellisa was also fingering, plunging dark digits into my girlfriend's juicy pus
sy.
I shook my head. I stumbled out of the living room, everything spinning. This was some messed up treat that those witches at the Halloween shop cast on us. I groaned, lurching into the kitchen, leaving behind the sight.
But not the sound.
“Bob that mouth,” Hunter shouted, our nerdy friend dressed as a Jedi.
“Look at her finger that cunt,” moaned Lyssa. “It must be hot to have a cock and pussy. Is it, Willy?”
“Yes!” she moaned. “Oh, Nellisa, you've fingered hot pussy before, haven't you?”
“She fingered me once,” Salomé said. “We got real drunk our Freshman year and fingered each other.”
“Wish I saw that,” Deforest said.
“You're seeing this,” Willy groaned. “Ooh, yes, Nellisa, I'm going to explode. Then I'm going to fuck your pussy hard. Just like I fucked my naughty princess's cunt!”
I swallowed, shivering.
“Did she really fuck your cunt?” asked a purring voice behind me.
I whirled to see Eliza sauntering into the kitchen. She was dressed as a sexy Vampirella, wearing a black leotard with a V neckline that showed off her large breasts. The shoulders flared up to frame her pale face. Fiery hair tumbled about her lush features, the difference between her and the character she portrayed. She sauntered to me on heeled boots, fishnet stockings hugging her legs.
She licked her ruby lips as she advanced on me. Her green eyes flicked up and down my body. Her nipples pressed hard against the front of her costume. She stopped before me, making me swallow. I felt like a piece of meat before the butcher.
A strange heat blossomed inside of me.
“Did she fuck you with that futa-cock of hers?” Eliza asked, her eyes staring down at my crotch. “Is that cum leaking down your thighs?”
“I... I...”
“She gained a dick, and you became a woman,” Eliza said, her smile growing. Her hand shot out and pulled down my bodice.
I gasped as my breasts bounced out, as big as hers, soft and pillowy. Their swaying weight shifted my body. It felt so different from anything I'd experienced as a man. Eliza grasped both my tits. I squeezed her breasts, kneading them, massaging them. My fingers swept across my mounds, brushing my nipples. Delight shot down to my cunt.
