When Brad orders a new and mysterious beer at his local bar, he has no idea the effects it will have on his body.
As he drinks it, he just can't help noticing how sexy and enticing his friend Jack becomes. Brad's never been into guys before, but something inside him is changing.
By the time Jack gets his friend back to the apartment, Brad can't contain himself any longer. Thanks to the strange new beer, he has a woman's body.
And he wants to use it.
Warning: this 5200 word erotic short story contains hot gender changing sex with mutual, 69 oral, bareback breeding sex, and a man finding out just how good women have it during sex. 18+ readers only.
"Well... What the hell do you want to do, then?" Jack said.
A touch of anger had entered his voice, and he stared down at me with a pissed off expression.
It was the sexiest, most arousing thing I'd ever seen. My new pussy tingled with delight and desire. The feeling seemed to spread out through my body, lighting all my nerves up. God, Jack was handsome, wasn't he?
"Well..." I said, moving forward slightly so that if I breathed deeply my stiff nipples would rub against his torso. I bit my lip, then looked down. He was bulging against his pants. As shyly as I could, I looked back up into his face,
"You could go back to the bar and see if Lizzy is still willing. Or..."
Jack swallowed heavily. God, I just wanted to reach out and grab his stiff shaft through his pants. I'd never seen him get hard before. I'd never thought he'd be so big. And I sure as hell never thought about how good that big, hard cock of his might feel sliding around inside of me. My pussy trembled again.
"Or, you could stay here and fuck me."
I let my statement hang in the air for a moment. If he chose to go back, I didn't know what I'd do. I needed him so much. My body yearned for his. I put my hand on the center of his chest. His heart raced. He felt so hot through his shirt. Did all men feel so warm?
I tilted my head back, looking up into his face.
He moved forward, pressing our bodies together. Immediately, his big arms wrapped around, his hands clutching my ass. I felt his cock rubbing against me and moaned as he leaned down for a long, hot kiss.
He knew where the bedroom was. We tore at each other's clothes as he carried me over.
Jack practically tore my shirt off. My breasts were glad of the freedom, no longer trapped in that tight cage. They were round, nicely shaped. They heaved up and down with my breathing as I tried to get enough air. My nipples had hardened.
I'd pulled off Jack's shirt as well. He liked to keep his body clean-shaven. There was a thin sheen of sweat over his pecks and abs that made me want to throw him down and lick him clean.
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Published January 18, 2013
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.