1. Swapping Sides


    Date: 11/25/2015, Categories: Science-Fiction, Anal, Ass to pussy, First Time, Reluctance, Teen Male/Teen Female, Virginity, Written by women, Author: Devonne, Rating: 85, Source: sexstories.com

    toward his chest but bounced right back out again. Casey briefly ran his hands across the nipples. The sensation sent shockwaves through his body. Despite his present condition, it was pleasurable. Casey had never been one for playing with his own nipples, but this was different. He continued to rub and even closed his eyes for a second, enjoying the moment. “I’ll do that for you, baby!” Craig offered. “Shit!” Casey said, almost in a hushed whisper. In his shock and confusion, he had forgotten about Craig being there. “What?” Casey immediately turned and rushed to his bedroom. He shut the door and looked in the mirror that stood on his dresser. What he saw shocked him. It was not just the breasts. He knew they were there, but his hair was another thing. It was significantly longer than it had ever been in his life – dark hair extending past his shoulders. He touched his face. There was no stubble. He hadn’t shaved in more than a day. Casey’s mind was spinning. He had heard about the dangers of steroid use, the possibility of growing breasts and – crap – shrinking testicles. But what about the hair? Hair growth was another side effect, but why was it growing some places and falling out others? And it wasn’t just the hair. His whole body looked different. His hips were wider and waist was narrower. He couldn’t blame Craig for thinking he was a girl. He looked like a girl. He didn’t even recognize himself in the mirror. Despite the warnings, Casey had never heard of changes ...
    happening quite so rapidly. But the testicle thing was really starting to worry him. Shrinking testicles? And he needed to pee. Why didn’t he have a boner this morning? He quickly pulled back the elastic band from his boxers and looked in the down through the valley in his breasts. There was nothing. “Fuck!” he yelled. He put on a pair of jeans as well as a shirt, then put a jacket on over the shirt. He figured the more layers he put on, the less apparent his changes became. After getting dressed, he looked at himself in the mirror one more time. He didn’t have a brush or even a comb. “My hair’s a mess,” he said out loud, but to himself. Then he shook his head to clear his mind, “What the hell does it matter?” Casey walked quickly through the apartment and out the front door. It was a quick 15-minute walk to the athletic offices. Dr. Pace, he hoped, would be there. But he was not making an appointment. Making his way into the athletic building, Casey was quickly stopped by security at the desk. “May I help you?” the lady at the desk asked. “I have to see Dr. Pace.” Casey could tell the changes inside her body were continuing. Her voice had gotten noticeably higher, even to her. “Do you have an appointment?” “No, but she’s expecting me.” It was not so much of a lie. Casey was sure that Dr. Pace would probably be expecting a visit from him that morning. “May I see some ID?” the lady asked. “I … I forgot it,” Casey lied. He had his identification, but figured it would just raise ...
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