Pomegranates

Author’s Note: This is an older, very popular story that apparently got lost when the old site went up in flames. It’s not perfect, but I hope you’ll enjoy it! ~viv

Ellie and Luke Almin, wed only hours ago, stepped across the threshold of a small, primitive log cabin, furnished with too-gaudy country knick-knacks and furniture.  A faux bear rug sat before the fireplace and a faded “God Bless This Cabin” knit hung over the sink.  There was a welcome letter on the dark-wood counter, which Luke walked over and picked up.
Luke was tall and slender, but he was not scrawny.  His arms and legs were lean muscle, payoff from years of triathlon training.  His hair was a mess of wild golden hair and he wore glasses, simple, and modern in design.

“Says here they stocked the cabin with food for us too,”  Luke said, reaching forward into  a fruit bowl and lifting a large red fruit, “Pomegranates are an odd choice if you ask me.”

Ellie smiled.  She slipped over to him, her wide hips swaying ever so slightly, and took his hand.  She placed it on her breast.  He was taller than her by a half foot, which in her mind was just right.  She flipped her hair, rich and red, with her other hand and then nuzzled into his chest.

“The cabin is beautiful, Ellie, and the mountains are even better,” Luke said, “but you’re all I really want to see.”

Ellie rolled her eyes and playfully slapped his chest, her hand lingering over his pec, then sliding down to his nipple.  She pinched, looking up at him with an evil grin.  Luke grimaced.

“Agh!”  He grunted, frowning again and pushing her hand away, “That gives me goosebumps!  Don’t do that!”

Ellie bit her lip, then smiled again, and whipped her hand towards his other nipple.

“No!”

This time, Luke blocked successfully.  He was smiling now.

“You little…”

“You little WHAT, Luke?”

“You little bitch.”

Ellie gasped in feigned surprise, overacting her offense.

“You should watch your words,” she said.

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah.  You have no idea what I have planned for you this weekend.”

Luke looked at her, puzzled, then shook his head, turning away towards the refrigerator.

“Sometimes I wonder if I didn’t marry a madwoman.”

“I can promise you you did, Lukey!”

Then it was Luke’s turn to roll his eyes.  He opened the fridge and was satisfied to see a six-pack of cheap beer within.  He took a can an opened it, turning to look at Ellie.

“Oh well,” he said, taking a sip, “they say the crazy ones are the best lays.  Anyway, I love you, which means I gotta stick with you even if you are an evil nipple-twisting bitch.”

Ellie moved over to the sofa and picked up a blanket that was folded on the arm.  It was soft and smelled freshly cleaned.  She ran her hands across it and then spread it across the cushions of the couch.  She could hear Luke taking stock of what the kitchen included.  Her thoughts wandered and she absentmindedly scanned the house.  Her eyes came to rest on a pouch in her backpack by the door, where she had hidden the most important ingredient for her magical honeymoon week.
She snapped out of it when Luke shut a cabinet a little too harshly.  She smiled.  She’d need to wait a few hours before the fun could really begin, so she moved over to the door and began picking up the stuff they had left on the porch.  Bags of groceries, luggage filled with clothes and toiletries.  Luke saw her and came over to help.
Ellie and Luke made fast work of the unpacking.  The cabin was in pristine condition and clearly the caretakers had a reason for their incredible reviews online.  In truth, though, Ellie only cared about the privacy, and the next nearest cabin was over a half-mile away.  She wanted to be invisible to anyone but Luke for the next seven days.
Luke had driven all the way to the cabin, so Ellie encouraged him to rest while she made dinner.  It was a simple meal:  marinated shish-kabobs in cooked in the oven with a side of rice.  They ate together on the back porch, watching birds flit between the tall trees across the yard.
It was pomegranates and cream for dessert.  She whipped the cream herself and as she did so, she reached into her backpack quietly and removed a small glass vial from the pouch.  The label was typed out in faded Chinese characters.
She hesitated for a moment before emptying the vial’s contents into the cream mixture.  She had dreamed of this for so long, fantasized for so long, and now it was finally before her.  She’d bought the drug after months of research online.  She’d made contact with a Japanese amateur chemist who spoke decent english and explained all the functions of this drug to her and helped her procure it from the Chinese black drug market.  It had cost her a year’s savings since the drug wasn’t even supposed to exist.
It was ruthless, disorienting, and brilliantly effective.  It would bind to every hormone receptor in the patient’s body and would render them into little conversion machines.  In an androgen saturated body, they would convert androgens into estrogens, and, likewise, in an estrogen saturated body, they would convert estrogens into androgens.  The drug also catalyzed countless body fat reactions, nervous changes, and musculature modifications.  Weight gain, loss, and redistribution would be fantastically fast, the loss of testosterone or estrogen would be almost immediately visible.
All she had to do was get it into Luke’s system.  She’d fantasized about doing this to him since they met.  She’d always felt he would make such a cute little dickgirl.  And he’d hinted about liking that idea, too.  At least, she felt he had.  She’d caught him with all kinds of porn on the subject anyway.
Ellie’s cheeks were hot and her hands were shaking.  She just needed to avoid eating any of the cream.  There was a tub of store-bought whipped cream in the freezer which she used for her own plate, and to make sure she didn’t get the bowls mixed up, she scratched a little mark into hers.  Then she took the plates over to Luke.
Luke had dozed off, but he roused as she came over.

“Dessert time!”

Luke smiled as she set down the bowls, being careful to place hers nearest to her and his nearest to him.  He came in for a kiss and she gladly took it.  She was shaking with arousal — so close to the realization of her goal.  She started to eat her dessert first and Luke followed after.  With the first bite, he grimaced, but he kept eating.  Ellie froze.  She hadn’t considered the drug would have a taste.  She couldn’t believe she’d been so stupid.
But Luke kept on eating.

“Hun, are you going to eat yours?”  Luke said, looking at her, “Are you…okay?”

Ellie nodded nervously then quickly took a bite of her dessert.

“Hey hun, can I have a bite of yours?”  Luke said.

Ellie hesitated, panicking.  She could feel the effects of adrenaline in her veins.

“Why? No!  You have your own,” she said, trying to sound playful.

“Its just, mine has this weird metallic taste and I think it might be the spoons.  Here, try this.”

Luke held out a spoonful to her.   She stared at it.  Surely one bite wouldn’t be enough of the dose to effect her.  She had blended the medication well.  One spoonful would be a minuscule amount.

“I feel like I’m going crazy.  Try this.”
“Ugh, you’re such a complainer.”

She sighed and took the bite into her mouth.  It tasted like she was licking a rusty nail.  She managed to suppress a cringe.

“Tastes fine to me, eat it up or I’ll divorce you” she said, laughing.

“What?!”

Luke grumbled and then dug back in.

“Fine, I’ll eat the rest.  I must just be sensitive to the bitterness.”

Luke winced dramatically with each bite.  Ellie sat back and tried to calm herself.  She knew how powerful the drug was, but certainly a small dose wouldn’t masculinize her in any meaningful way.  She heard Luke’s voice but didn’t catch what he was saying.  Maybe she’d gain a little muscle or her armpit hair would grow in heavier.  That should be all.

“I’m sorry…what did you say, Luke?”

Luke gave her a look of utter insult.

“I cannot believe you just blanked everything I said.  You must be thinking about tonight…”

Ellie shot him an evil eye.

“Come on!” he said, “I know you’re excited.”

Now that Luke mentioned it, she realized that she was growing excited.  Heat swelled between her legs.  She lost herself in the pleasure as she imagined countless lewd positions she’d be able to be in — and put Luke in.  For a moment, she flirted with the idea that the drug could be effecting her arousal, but she quickly dismissed it.  She was bringing her fantasy into reality and that ought to create this type of sexual high.
Ellie’s mind suddenly filled with visions of how Luke’s changes would play out.  How soon would she see them?  She was salivating with excitement.

“Yeah…you know, I really am excited,” she said, slowly looking up at Luke.

Ellie crawled over to him slowly and kissed him on the lips, sliding her tongue into his mouth.  His tongue was still bitter.  Luke inhaled sharply as she slid her hand down across his thighs and to the now-tightening bulge in his jeans.  Her own arousal was welling up inside her like nothing she had ever felt.
She wanted to fuck him right there and then.  They’d had sex before, but it had always been in his cramped apartment.  They’d had to keep quiet and could never do it anywhere but the small bed they’d share when she was over.  The thought of having sex freely wherever in the cabin felt like they were both virgins again.  In a way, she thought, smiling between kisses, he would be.  Luke groped her breast.  More arousal wove through her, but she pulled away.
“Let’s move to the bedroom.”
Luke smiled at her.  He seemed to be just as aroused.  Ellie quickly stood and stepped lightly over to the doorway to the bedroom, almost dancing, then turned her head to look over her shoulder.  Luke was after her in seconds, and she fled playfully into the room.  The bedroom had a sliding glass door facing a wide clearing with forest beyond.  Small patches of wildflowers dotted the clearing behind the cabin.  It was so perfect.
Ellie peeled off her shirt and then fell onto the bed, her breasts jiggling within her cami as the mattress caught her.  Her face felt hot and arousal was coursing through her like fire in her veins.  Luke’s face was flushed as well, she could see.  He stepped towards her, slowly removing his shirt and revealing his lean, tight form.  She squirmed on the white sheets.  He started to undo his pants and as he did so, he leaned down.  Ellie did a double take.  The area around his nipples was flushed and red as well.  His nipples almost looked puffy.
Excitement and arousal coursed through her again.  The drug had to be working.  This was definite proof.  Ellie had never felt so aroused.  She wanted to ride him.  She wanted to see him soften as she fucked him.
Luke fell onto the bed naked next to her.  He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
“You gonna make it?” Ellie said, laughing.
Luke shot her a serious look for a moment, then he was up like lightning and on top of her.  Before she knew what hit her her pants were almost all the way off.  She struggled only playfully.  She could see his cock now easily, smooth and hard.  He had almost no pubic hair, just a little stubble from when he had shaved the day before.  She already thought his cock was feminine, so she couldn’t imagine how cute it would be after the drug started to work on it.
She was wet before his cock even got close, but when he teased her clit with his cock, she felt like she would explode.  The pleasure and sensitivity was so strong she felt like she was losing grasp on her thoughts.  And he kept rubbing it.  Each pass sent radiant waves of ecstasy through her body, and as the pleasure grew she felt desire take charge of her thoughts.
In pure lust, Ellie grabbed Luke’s arms and flipped him onto his back.  Her strength took both of them by surprise.  Luke couldn’t help but gasp as she straddled him and took his cock into her.  Her pelvis was driving his into the bed.  The dominance of her position was new and enchanting.
Ellie undulated on top of him, feeling his cock harden even more as it plunged into her.  Each thrust was so deliciously sensual, a wet massage of her womanhood.  The position seemed perfect.  Somehow, her clit was still being rubbed with each thrust of her pussy onto his cock.  She needed more.
Luke finally moaned as Ellie reached forward and grabbed at his chest.  She teased his nipples and he moaned involuntarily.  The drug was definitely working.  She rode down on him hard and twisted his nipples enough to make him gasp.  He tried to reach up and touch her, but she grabbed his wrists and held him down.  The look on his face was precious: utter confusion, laced with pleasure.
Ellie actually started to cum before he did.  It was a deep, shaking orgasm that took her pussy like a roll of thunder.  Her legs shook and she couldn’t help but cry out.  Her orgasm had never been so focused, so powerful.  All the pleasure seemed to originate from her clit, but then it would burst inward and radiate to her belly, her breasts, her fingers, her lips.
She convulsed again and again as did Luke beneath her.  After one final, supreme burst of orgasmic bliss, she fell down onto the bed next to him panting.  The afterglow was so heavy she barely wanted to move at all.  Her mind felt like it had blown apart into tiny twinkling bits; her thoughts were meandering and nonsensical.  Her head began to spin and she shut her eyes to fight the dizziness.  Sleep took her in seconds.

*        *        *        *        *
Ellie woke with a shiver.  The room was dark, save for a beam of moonlight stretching across the floor.  Luke was breathing softly beside her.  As feeling spread through her limbs, she realized she felt very itchy and sore.  Specifically on her legs and crotch.  She remembered there being a lamp on the side table next to her and she reached for it.  As she did so, she felt prickles in her armpits.
So I was right, she thought, the drug did make my pits get hairier.  Not so bad.
Her fingers found the knob for the bedside lamp.  She heard it click once, twice, three times, then, finally, light blinked into the room.  Her eyes stung from the light and she closed them tightly.  When she reopened them, it took a few seconds to register the sight that lay before her on the white sheets.  The blankets were covered in small sheddings of hair.
Ellie stifled a gasp.  Luke’s body next to her was now completely hairless and smooth.  For a time all she could do was stare and blink.  The sight so unreal and exciting that she honestly didn’t know for sure that she wasn’t lucid dreaming.  She blinked again hard to be sure.
Luke’s face was rosy and tranquil, and his hand rested across his chest, gently blocking view of his nipples.  Ellie was so tempted to move his hand, but she didn’t want him to wake up yet.  Especially when she was still surveying her own changes.  Instead, she brushed his shedded hair gently off the bed and turned to inspect herself.
Ellie lifted up her arm.  Sure, enough, there was significant stubble already present despite her having shaved just a day before.  It looked like it was coming in thicker too.  The drug must have activated some new follicles.
She didn’t notice anything out of place on her chest, but when she surveyed her crotch, Ellie’s heart began to race.  Her pubic hair was coming in fast and in new places, spreading upwards towards her belly.  If this continued, she’d have a permanent happy trail.
Well that’s just great.  At least laser can take care of that someday.
Worse than the hair though, Ellie noticed something out of place.  Her clit was just poking out from between her lips.  Normally it wasn’t even visible until the hood was pulled back, let alone when her lips were not spread.  She leaned forward and realized her clit must have tripled in size, mostly in length.  It almost seemed to have tugged her inner lips forward with it.
Ellie hesitated, and then touched it gently.  She regretted the choice instantly.  The sensitivity was so much that it almost hurt, and she involuntarily squeaked, causing Luke to stir.  Covering her mouth, she struggled to stay still as she watched her clit engorge further from the touch.  This time it both widened and lengthened, and as she struggled to keep herself under control, she noticed it flexing upwards involuntarily.  Luke rolled over and settled back into sleep.  Ellie needed to get up.  She couldn’t sleep anymore.
Ellie slid softly off the bed and tip-toed towards the kitchen looking for her phone.  4:35 a.m.  She could get dressed and make breakfast.  From here on out, it would be a waiting game to see what the drug did to Luke…and to her.  She was excited for sex again already.
It took Ellie two agonizing hours to prepare breakfast.  The moment she had put on underwear they began to tease her now-exposed clit, which only made it engorge further.  She tried just putting on loose pajama pants, but that was actually worse.  In the end, she threw on her pajamas over her panties and gritted her teeth against the sensitivity.  Somehow, she managed to pull together a full breakfast of French toast, eggs, and thick cut bacon.  Luke rose just as the sun began to pour into the cabin.
“Good morning, beautiful!” he said, leaning lazily against the doorway from the hall.
Ellie noticed he’d recovered his glasses from wherever they fell during their tryst.  He was wearing a white shirt and no pants, and the shirt was almost translucent in the rising light. Luke looked positively angelic.  His now-smooth skin seemed to glow and his face looked youthful and radiant, especially framed by his messy golden hair.
Ellie almost dropped the plates she was bringing to the table.  She couldn’t believe how incredible he looked.
“Look who’s talking!” she said back, “you look like you just found the fountain of youth.”
“Are you the fountain of youth?” he said, laughing, “I’m pretty sure you’re the only thing I’ve had since dessert last night.”
Ellie smiled at the irony of the compliment.  She set the plates down on the table and gave the table a brisk pat.
“Come on, let’s eat up so we can enjoy the day together!”
Luke gave her a musing look, then wandered over to sit.  They ate together and talked about how beautiful the cabin was, the whole time Ellie fixating on Luke’s chest.  She could see his nipples displacing the fabric of his shirt.  She desperately struggled to avoid stimulating her clit against her panties, but it was to no avail.  She spent the whole conversation becoming more and more aroused.
After they’d both finished, Luke stood.
“I’m gonna shower, you wanna join me?”
Ellie smiled and almost accepted, but then she remembered that once naked, her engorged clit would be visible for Luke to see.
“No, I think I’ll wait till after we hike today,” she said, “I’d prefer not to dry my skin out with two showers.”
Luke shrugged and gave a playful sad face.  Ellie rolled her eyes at him.
“Go. I wanna hike,” she said.
Luke stood from the table, itching his chest, and then made his way to the bathroom.  Ellie waited until she heard the water turn on before she made way to the bedroom.  The moment she was inside, she slid her pajamas and underwear off.  Her clit was even larger than before.  It looked like it was thickening even further now, especially in it’s engorged state.  It was pushing more than an inch out of her lips, deep red.  She had never realized how phallic clits are in shape until then.
As Ellie stared at her burgeoning clit, she felt a wave of desire surge through her.  She wanted to hump Luke’s softening form with it, feel it run against his smooth skin.  Images of Luke’s soft lips sucking her thick clit filled her mind.  She slid her hand down between her legs and gently brushed her clit.  The pleasure was overwhelming.  She fell back against the door and let out a soft, involuntary moan.  Her clit only swelled larger.
Ellie’s face was hot, and the arousal within her was suppressing everything else.  She couldn’t think straight.  All she wanted was to fuck.  Without thinking, she began to lightly stroke her clit between her thumb and forefinger.  She writhed.  It felt so incredibly good.  She began to stroke faster.  It felt like pressure was rising within her.
Ellie was losing herself in self-pleasure.  It was only the sound of the pipes clanging as Luke turned off the water that broke her out of her fervor.  Suddenly, she was gasping, panicking, trying to pull on her clothes quick enough to hide her changes.  She had just barely slipped her pants over her throbbing clit when she felt the door smack gently against her bum.
“Sorry!”
Ellie laughed out loud, sounding a little more nervous than she would have liked.
“It fine!” she said, “I’m moving, I’m moving, don’t worry!”
Luke came into the room with a towel wrapped around his waist.  He was grasping at his chest, which now had a distinct appearance of swelling — budding breasts.  His areolas were a soft, tender pink.  She also noticed how rosy and soft his face looked.  Maybe it was exaggerated by the effects of the hot water in the shower, but his face was looking distinctly boyish now.
Ellie was still boiling with arousal.  It was taking everything in her not to jump his bones right then and there, but she really wanted to wait until later tonight and see what would change over their day of hiking around the area.  She also needed to find a way to either conceal or explain her own changes.  Ellie needed time to think, she couldn’t just indulge in pleasure all day.
Ellie left the room as Luke changed, then took her turn in the room afterwards, careful not to stimulate her still-engorged clit.  Setting up in hiking clothes was torture.  Everything was too tight and rubbed, sending her over the edge again with arousal.  She had no choice but to power through.
Once they both were dressed, they worked together on packing a meal for the day and deciding which local trails they would hike.  The weather was brilliant, and though Ellie was yawning through most of the set-up from being up all night, she was excited as could be to get through the day.
Ellie and Luke set out before midday and returned in the late afternoon having done two trails, one of which crawled up the side of a nearby mountain.  Ellie had almost blown her cover there when Luke spontaneously kissed her on the mountaintop.  The act had been so delicate and cute, more so than ever before.  Luke had timidly sprung at her and gently kissed her lips.
Ellie had gotten hard in an instant, so soft and beautiful had his lips become.  The feeling of hardness was totally foreign, but undeniably wonderful.  She felt every moment of her clit expanding against her underwear and amidst her folds.  The combined sensation of wetness from her vagina and hardening, stretching from her clit had nearly made her lose her mind.  She’d started to make out with him, to paw at his chest.  He had moaned when she grasped his softening little mounds.
Ellie was just barely able to break away from the intense intimacy, and even then she was red in the face and panting.  Luke seemed pleased with himself and was teasing her about her fervor the whole way back to the cabin.
Ellie rushed for the shower the moment she got inside.
“Damn, Ellie were you that uncomfortable?” Luke asked.
All she did was flip her hair and shoot him a coy smile.  Once the door was shut, Ellie once again tore off her clothing.  Her jaw dropped.  Her clit was now limply hanging out from within her folds.  It was easily longer than two inches.  As she stared at it, it started to engorge, lifting up from its limpness and hardening.  It actually started to point upwards,  The tension felt amazing.
Ellie turned on the water and let it warm up, unable to take her eyes off her throbbing clit.  As she stepped into the stream, a few errant drops bounced off the tense flesh of her clit, causing it to sear with pleasure and sensitivity.  She threw her hand forward against the shower wall, leaning her head into the stream to block it from hitting her clit.  She slid her left hand down to explore her changed womanhood.  Her clit felt hard as can be, and she could feel veins and a spongy tube-like area on the bottom.  The top of her clit now had an odd dimple or indent which she couldn’t explain.  Everything below her clit felt more or less the same, save for the increased hair growth.
Ellie washed herself, protecting her clit from the direct stream of warm water.  The temptation to stroke herself was overwhelming, and towards the end of her shower she caved in and gave her clit one long stroke with a wet hand.  The resulting wave of pleasure brought her to her knees.  It was the sharp pain afterwards that kept her down.
Ellie felt a knot form somewhere above her groin.  It felt like someone had punched into her.  She cried out as the pain radiated forward towards the tip of her clit.  Her clit twitched and lifted upwards against her will.  She squeezed her eyes closed and then, like a brain-freeze, the pain melted away as quickly as it came.
Somehow Ellie knew something had changed inside of her, permanently.  When she opened her eyes, she saw confirmation of her change.  The tip of her clit now had a small opening which was topped by a small clear droplet of liquid.  As she reached down to wipe away the liquid, she realized thinking of it as a clit felt wrong now.  It was her dick.  Her cock.
As soon as her thumb slipped across the slick top of her dick, she knew she had to come.  Ellie couldn’t fight any longer.  She started stroking her cock.  Intense waves of pleasure spread out from her tiny cock, and the water dancing on her back from the shower only increased her feelings of pleasure.
With each stroke she felt herself slip away more and more into pure sexual motivation.  She needed to cum.  Images of penetration filled her mind.  She wanted to fuck someone.  She wanted to fuck Luke’s little feminine ass.  Her mind centered on the image of his dick bouncing up and down as she pounded him from behind and before she could regain composure, she could feel something welling up deep inside her.
The stimulation was too much, but she couldn’t stop.  Ellie kept pumping.  She wasn’t used to cumming this quickly at all.  She gasped in pleasure and shock as her hips bucked against her will, sending her cock upwards as it spurted a line of white cum.  The contractions above her cock continued, pumping cum out the tip of her cock which leaked down over her hand.
Ellie was gasping, her face red with post-orgasmic glow.  She could barely think.  She just sat there beneath the warm stream of water, watching the last of her cum dribble out of her softening cock.
Slowly, organized thought returned to her.
I just came.  I just fucking came from my cock.  Holy fuck this has gone so wrong!
It looked so strange to her looking down and seeing a small cock hanging from her crotch between her feminine legs.  Her cock didn’t seem to have shrunk all that much as it softened.  It was still about two inches.  Ellie couldn’t help but fear it was only going to get larger.
Of course her new pubic hair didn’t help assuage the feeling of strangeness, either.  She stood up and resolved to shave before her and Luke’s next encounter.
God, that will be a strange one.
As Ellie climbed out of the shower, she caught sight of herself in the mirror on the back of the door.  Though she looked strange, she couldn’t really say she felt wrong.
This cock will take some getting used to, but at least it looks nice.
She smiled at her reflection, then wrapped herself in a towel and made for the door.  The cool air of the cabin rushed in and spread goosebumps across her skin.  Ellie peered out into the living room and saw Luke curled up on the couch.  He had pulled the knit blanket from the back of the couch across him.  His golden hair lay across his face, and his lips were just slightly parted in such a way that he looked needy, like his lips were reaching for something to suck on.
Ellie couldn’t help the thoughts that flooded her mind:  thoughts of sliding her cock between his lips, of cumming again over his beautiful face.  He was so adorable, and he was becoming moreso by the minute.
Ellie didn’t understand how she could be horny again just moments after cumming.  She wasn’t quite ready to fuck him yet.  She still needed to come up with a way to explain away her newly attained cock.  She also had a feeling that tomorrow would bring some interesting changes in Luke.  If her small dose was causing such extreme modification, his would surely be due for a surge.
Ellie dried herself off in the bedroom, then opened the sliding glass door to the screen.  Crickets chirped in the back yard and a warm summer breeze danced across her naked flesh.  As she stared down at her body and her cock, she was hit with a sense of realization.  This was her life.  She was a girl with a cock.
It’s definitely worth it though…right?
Ellie flopped down on the bed and saw her cock bounce through the view of her cleavage.
So long as Luke likes my cock, everything will be perfect.  I can handle hiding this thing away.  No one needs to know besides Luke anyway…
Ellie closed her eyes and rolled to her side.  The breeze was so serene, and in seconds she was dozing softly.  She didn’t awaken until shortly after dawn, when birds began to chirp outside the screen door.
Ellie woke to a moment of serenity, but it was short lived.  She could hear Luke out in the kitchen making breakfast.  Her heart was pounding immediately.
What if he saw?
She’d been so careless.  She slid out of bed feeling hot and nervous.  She tried to calm herself as she got dressed, reminding herself of the conclusion she’d reached the night before, but the fact that she was struggling to find a place for her flaccid dick within her underwear was not reassuring.  She finally slid her pants on, only to find she had a bulge in the crotch.
With a sigh, Ellie flopped back onto the bed and ran her hands over her face.
How am I ever going to even leave this room?
As her cock brushed around in her pants, she felt her bulge tighten and become even harder to conceal.  Then she heard the doorknob turn.
Ellie gasped and jumped to her feet as Luke opened the door.  He was stunning.  He looked at her with one eyebrow raised and a half smile.  His face had entirely feminized.  His lips, jaw, and cheeks had all changed: they were softer, more beautiful.  His brows had softened and his cheekbones seemed higher.  His skin was glowing, and there wasn’t a sign of dark hair anywhere on his visible body.  He also seemed…smaller.  He was wearing one of his white shirts, but it hung loosely over him…and visibly hung from his chest.
Luke made to speak, but he coughed before he could form any words.  When he finally cleared his throat, his voice was light and a full step higher than it had ever been before.
“I didn’t realize I was so scary,” he said, smiling.
Ellie’s eyes were wide.
“What?” he asked, “My voice? C’mon its not that bad.  I probably just wore it out…”
Ellie felt her pants grow even tighter.  She was staring at Luke’s breasts.  They were real boobs—small, but real!  Her heart was still pounding, considering she had read
“No, its just…” she sighed, “You surprised me.”
He walked over to her and brought his lips close to hers.  She was shaking, her lips quivering intensely.  She could feel his breath across her cheeks, and as he grew closer the details of his change became ever more apparent.  She could see down his shirt.
Luke’s nipples were puffy and red, seated upon round, nubile mounds.  As his lips reached Ellie’s, she was able to see goosebumps spread across his skin, ultimately leading to his nipples erecting and poking upwards.  She couldn’t resist his kiss.
Luke’s lips fell onto Ellie’s and she fell back onto the bed, her cock straining ever harder against the fabric of her pants.
“Ellie…” he said in his new voice, “ I feel so strange.  Please, I need you.”
He was on top of her now.  She smiled and kissed him again.  It was in that moment that she realized that Luke hadn’t gotten smaller, but rather she’d grown larger.  Every part of her body had grown in some way.  Even still, her changes were nothing compared to Luke.  Luke didn’t even remotely look male anymore.  She’d masculinized some, but besides the cock, it wasn’t so bad.
Luke lifted away from her lips, his own soft lips parted in utmost need.  He was looking at her with such yearning that she understood immediately what he wanted.  Tensing up, she flipped him onto the bed, pinning him down.  He moaned out in the most feminine moan Ellie had ever heard come from him.
She was losing control of herself.  She didn’t even care anymore if Luke discovered her secret.  She slid his underwear down, and his shirt up.  She couldn’t help but smile at what the drugs had done to him.  The curvature of his ass peeked out from beneath his now-diminutive balls and cock.  His cock had lightened in color and shrunk quite a bit, though it was still clearly hard and ready for sex.  With its new small size, the bottom of his cock head was still within the confines of his foreskin, peeking out in a way Ellie found incredibly cute.  Pre-cum dribbled out of the tip in a way it never had before, and she could see the veins and pinkness from arousal far better than she ever had before.
Ellie slid her hands up Luke’s torso and easily covered both of his tits, causing him to moan out more.  Manipulating her hips, she began to slide her pants down.  Within seconds her diamond-hard cock sprung out and tensed near Luke’s.  Luke gasped and his jaw dropped.  In response, Ellie teased his nipples and shushed him.
“How…” he moaned.
Ellie ignored him, now overcome with the heat of arousal.  She slid her cock down below towards his tight ass.  She realized then that her cock had grown yet again overnight, gaining another few inches, and with excitement she used her legs to push Luke’s into a spread.   She was dribbling so much precum that she was able to easily slide between his soft cheeks towards his ass.
For a moment, Luke seemed to struggle, but then with a sight and a moan, he went loose and spread his legs willingly.
“Please fuck me Ellie,” he sighed.
Ellie smiled devilishly.
“I’ll fuck you, but first you need a new name.”
“What?” he said, his word slurred from desire.
Ellie began to push into his ass ever so slowly.  He moaned lightly.
“You aren’t a man anymore.  You’re barely a boy.”
Ellie was high on desire.  Ideas were flying through her head.  She was thinking purely with arousal.  The show name of a  self-titled “trap” she once knew online came to mind.  Luke had surpassed her beauty, of course, but it seemed a good fit.
“Yes,” she said, “you’re my little Katie now.”
Luke moaned out when she said that.
Yes.  Perfect.
Ellie pushed into Katie more, sliding easily into her ass.  She was wetter than she’d ever been.  Leaking from the tip of her cock and from her folds below, she could barely think straight.  Her juices were slicking Katie’s ass as she began to thrust properly.  Katie squeaked in pleasure.
Ellie pushed Katie harder onto the bed, squeezing her breasts and twisting her nipples in fluid motions that could only result from empathy.  Katie was tensing and tightening around Ellie’s cock.  Her face was red and her mouth was open.  She was panting with pleasure
“Do you love my cock, Katie?”
Katie nodded furiously, her legs beginning to shake as Ellie’s rhythm improved.  Katie had never felt pleasure like this.  It was invasive, forceful, and tight, but pleasurable beyond belief.  Each push brought a tightness in the depths of her belly that radiated upwards and outwards.  Her orgasm struck her before she could even realize it.  One moment it was just warm thrusts of pleasure, the next her body was rocking with orgasm.
Katie squeaked out loudly and arced her back.  Her pelvis was almost involuntarily lifting upwards.  Ellie was keeping up though, still pushing into her even as Katie thrusted at the air.  Katie’s little cock throbbed and bounced before standing stiff.  With one more high-pitched moan, Katie spurted a small line of clear cum up onto Ellie’s breasts.
Ellie panted.  She couldn’t believe she was living this.  Her eyes were wide with arousal, and as she watched Katie cum she lost all control.  As Katie’s cum landed on her breasts, she pushed in one last time and felt herself overcome.  A tension was building at the base of her cock and before she knew it she was filling Katie with her cum.  Pump after pump her bulging cock filled Katie’s ass.
Katie moaned so loudly that Ellie was afraid for a moment that she’d hurt her.  But then the gasps and sighs of a second orgasm revealed the true cause of her moan.  Katie was red and gasping for breath.  She was quivering.  Ellie slid out of Katie’s ass and collapsed onto the bed next to her.
Katie reached over and touched Ellie gently.  The gentle sweeping of fingers against Ellie’s skin spread goosebumps across her whole body.  Somehow, she mustered the strength to roll and bring Katie over to her in a warm embrace.  Every inch of their bodies were glowing.
Katie let herself fall loose in Ellie’s grasp.  Ellie was stronger now, Katie could tell.  She could feel her new muscles.  And she could feel Ellie’s still-hard cock resting against her ass.  As Ellie nuzzled the back of her neck, kissing every inch of it, she shivered and smiled.  Her mind seemed to be a warm pool of inseparable thoughts.
Ellie’s mind was only just now collecting itself again.  Her orgasm seemed to have exploded her rational thought momentarily.  As her mind cleared, she felt an overwhelming sense of happiness.  Though at the edge of her mind there was the shadow of returning to “normal” life, she realized her fantasy had been met — and Katie seemed to be perfectly happy with it as well.
Ellie couldn’t bother herself to think about the reaction of her family to the fact that she was now involved in a lesbian romance, or the fact that people would no doubt notice her changes in build.  In her post-orgasmic bliss, everything was peace.
Katie cuddled ever closer into Ellie’s arms, and they drifted off to sleep, their  naked bodies each settling into their new form once and for all.