A cure for his disease (Patreon)

"So...this can solve my problem," Damon asks his doctor with a hint of doubt, looking at the capsule his doctor offers him.


"Of course, Damon, this is the cure for your erectile dysfunction problem, but first I have to tell you something: this is an experimental procedure; this medicament has side effects as a result, but there are not so many risks to threaten your life; the side effects are such as a bit of tiredness and lightheadedness; the ones might disappear in the following days," the doctor says with a smile on his face.


"I have nothing else to lose; I've struggled with my erectile dysfunction through the last ten years. This is the living hell," Damon says with a frustrated look on his face, remembering his struggle with this particular problem, the countless times he felt like a piece of trash, the moments when he went on full shame when he tried to get a full dose of sex with a woman, and ending up in a crap and shameful moment for him. All these memories flash into his mind right now.


"It seems this is the risk I have to take to solve my problem," he says, looking at the capsule the doctor gave him.
"Don't worry, Damon, everything's going to be okay. Once you take this capsule, your erectile dysfunctional problem is gone, and you'll regain your sexual life." The doctor smiles at him and rubs Damon's shoulder with his hand in a very affective or paternal way.


"Thank you, Dr. Richards," Damon says, looking at the pill.


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Once Damon is back at his apartment, he looks at the capsule. It seems like the doubts and worries are inside his mind once again.
"I don't know if this might help with my problem." He paused for a moment, looking at the capsule, and he looked down to his crotch.


"But I have no option but to take this," he says to himself, looking at his crotch and thinking about the countless failed relationships thanks to this damn dysfunctional problem.

"Here we have it," he says, and without thinking twice, he takes the capsule and swallows it, erasing his doubts and worries.


"Well, it's done; I take the capsule," he says, breathing hard and his heart beating fast as a result.
"What is supposed to happen right now?" He says to himself, watching the living room; his eyes are curious; he is waiting for a change in his system, for a sort of thing that could make him hard and get back his erection.


"Well, it seems like nothing happened." He says, looking at his crotch, there is no change at all; he is the same. He looks at his body; nothing has changed; he is the same out-of-shape middle-aged man.
"Well, nothing changes; we can say that there is nothing to fear." He stops talking when he feels a tingling around his crotch.


"Oh, this is weird," he says, feeling his manhood stir and throbbing, a feeling that was so foreign to him after a long time of living with his problem.
"Oh, what is this? Wow." He is shocked to find his member returned to life, blood pumping faster inside his veins, and most especially, right down there, making his member get hard and full of life in just mere seconds.
"I cannot believe this...is a fucking miracle," he exclaims. His member turns hard and forms a tent in his pants.
"So glad to see you again, little friend." He says in joyful contentment that a wide smile adorns his face and tears run down his face, but there are tears of true happiness, and this is understandable; after a few years of absence, he gets an erection.
"I HAVE A BONER, I HAVE A FUCKING BONER!" He screams in joy. He unzips his pants, leaving his hard manhood free of the restrictive garment.


"Finally, my little friend has come back to life." He says proudly, and he rubs his member tenderly, feeling the hardness of his member.
"I forgot how this feels; it's amazing," he says, caressing the hard, veiny thing between his legs and admiring it for a few seconds.
"Finally, that fucking problem is gone for good," he moans as he begins to stroke his member slowly, feeling the forgotten pleasure he is so glad to feel once again.


"God, this feels good." He strokes his member, and a shiver runs down his spine, making him shudder in pleasure, his hips bucking at that feeling.
"God, this feels great, so fucking great." He says between gasps, the arousal increases by the second, and he keeps stroking his member faster as his body tingles all over.
"Yeah," he moans, stroking his member faster. He is overwhelmed by the growing pleasure assaulting his body, and after so many years, he is able to experience this kind of pleasure.
"Oh sh*t, yes, yes." He moans in ecstasy, stroking his member with wanton abandon, a few cumin poured on the top of his gland, his hips bucking involuntarily. He keeps moaning, completely overwhelmed by the intense pleasure assaulting his body.


"Shit, this is amazing. I miss this. Oh fuck yes, yes." He screams in pure raw bliss as his dick spurts a white torrent of virile seed, spluttering down on the floor. His mind and body are in a state of complete arousal; he has had his first orgasm in ten years, all thanks to Dr. Richard's capsule.


"OOOOH GOOOD" He screams in raw blissful agony while his dick keeps spurting white sticky nectar, his entire body spasms and shudders in blissful agony, and his thoughts and memories are blurred by the fog of intense pleasure overcoming his senses, turning his rational mind into pieces as a result, while he keeps roaring in agony bliss.


"OOOOH GOOOD" He convulses, and more white seed erupts from his dick, forming a puddle on the floor. He has the dreadful feeling that something is wrong, but the pleasure, so intense, overwhelmed his senses and wiped away these worries.

"GOD YES YES YES" His vision was obscured by long strands of back raven hair growing from his scalp, turning into a long, luscious mane of back hair in a few seconds, his face undergoing the same transformation as his facial features reshaping, turning into a feminine angular face with a cute nose and luscious lips, and without a single hint of imperfections, the scars and wrinkles of his old face are gone for good.

"OOOH, GOOD!" He screams in a high-pitched voice, far away from his usual tone, his Adam's apple vanishes from existence, and his body undergoes a similar transformation, losing mass and height in the process, the flabby gut melting away, leaving a flat, sexy abdomen, his torso slims down dramatically, turning into a feminine slim torso with a perky pair of tits standing proudly on his chest, his flabby legs turn sleek and toned, without a single hint of cellulite, his feet reshaping as well as his hands, turning into feminine and well-manicured ones, his butt reshaing, losing the flabiness and gaining a decent amount of muscle and feminine softness, turning into a perky butt.

"OOOOOH!" he screams as his dick undergoes the final transformation to seal his unexpected change. His dick spurts the last vestiges of his manhood to finally shrink into a clit, his balls receding into his shaft, opening the entrance of his new tunnel of love and transforming his masculine reproductive system into a very functional feminine one.

The pleasure of this wicked transformation is so intense that Damon collapses on the floor, breathing hard, and his new feminine body spasms. Where once there was a middle-aged man with an erectile dysfunction problem, now a young, lovely woman, no more than twenty, is lying on the floor, breathing hard and moaning as a result of this marvelous yet wicked pleasure.

"Oh shit, this is amazing." Damon whispered to himself in his new feminine voice; he noticed this, and his eyes wide open to find his voice changed.
"What the fuck?" He tries to get on his feet and notices himself in a feminine body, wearing his old shirt that is now loose on his transformed shape. He tries to recall what in the world happened, and his rational mind comes back to life after the moment of blissful pleasure he experienced minutes ago.

"This is crazy. Fuck, what happened to me?" He screams in terror, noticing his new feminine body, his perky tits standing proudly on his chest, his tight body, with all his flabiness gone for good, and his new tunnel of love.


"WHAT IS THE FUCK HAPPENING TO ME?" He screams in fear once again, looking at his tight slit, his former manhood gone for good. He grabs his head, looking for an answer.
"Bodies don't change like this; what the fuck happened?" He tries to get an answer for what happened to him: what kind of forces made his body transform into this lovely piece of hottie?
"God, I think I need a dick." These words escaped from his mouth, and his eyes got wide open for that statement. "Why in the name of fuck did I say that?" He says in terror as images of big har dicks flash inside his mind, making his tight slit wet instantly. "Oh fuck," he moans as he rubs his slit involuntarily. A shiver runs down his spine.
"God, no, stop it, Damon, focus damn it," he screams to himself, regaining a bit of composure and trying to get back into what happened to him. Then he finds the answer.


"The caps

ule," he says immediately. "It has to be the fucking capsule; I need to talk with Doctor Richard; that fucking bastard told me about these side effects." He adjusted his now-loose clothes the best he could, and the garments look very awkward in their new sexy, tight shape.
"That bastard" He grunts in a mix of rage and arousal as more images of cocks flash into his mind as he makes his way to his car and drives to Doctor Richard's office.

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"Okay, I think I have to do that," Doctor Richard says. It has been over a few hours since Damon left his office, and there have been a few patients looking for his help.
"You bastard" A woman appears at this entrance door. The woman wears very loose garments, and her vapid eyes burn with rage. Even with those frumpy garments, the woman looks beautiful.


"Excuse me, do I know you?" Doctor Richard says it with a smile.


"Of course you are, you son of a bitch. Thanks to your fucking capsule, I've been turned into this, you bastard." She shouted at him, looking at him with pure anger and a growing, intense need for something else. "Ohm, he is cute; why didn't I notice this before?" This thought appears in her mind, and she shakes her head at that statement. "Fuck!" she shouts out as she shuts her mouth with her well-manicured hands.


"Oh, Damon, I remember. Well, I think I told you about the side effects; it seems like this is one of them," he says.
"What the fuck? You turned me into this fucking slutty woman with big tits, a tight ass, and a fucking high libido, and you tell me this is just a fucking side effect? Fuck you!" She shouted at him.


"Well, this is not the way to speak; to me, Diana, behave yourself first," he says in an authoritative tone, watching her with a serious look in his eyes.


"You wanted my help to solve your erectile dysfunction problem and enjoy your sexuality. Well, there you got it. With that banging body, you can be able to enjoy your sexuality to the fullest, my dear," he says with a smile.
"But I did not ask for this; I'm a fucking woman now."

"With a beautiful body and a high libido, tell me something, Diana; are you horny?" He grins at her.
"Eh,m...fuck you..." She shouted at him.
"Oih, poor baby, look, this is what you are looking for." The doctor unzips his pants and reveals his hard member, making Damon tremble with desire.
"Oh, fuck is so big," Damon moans, rubbing his legs; his slit turns wet instantly.


"Don't be shy, baby; just take this and enjoy." He says this, making Damon hesitate, but his growing arousal makes him kneel and stroke the doctor's member with wanton abandon.
"This is what you want, right?"
"Yes. Fuck you, I'm so fucking horny that I just think about dicks."Damon stroked the doctor's member with wanton abandon, faster and faster.
"There you got it, Diana. Enjoy this precious nectar." The doctor moans as a torrent of sticky nectar erupts from his dick, and Damon swallows every single drop of Doctor Richard's cum.


"MMMMMM" Damon moans, his eyes rolling back, and his memories vanished from existence, replaced by the new slutty ones of Diana, the young slutty secretary of Doctor Richard.
"Oh fuck, you are incredibly good at this, Diana." Doctor Richards grabs Diana's head, caressing her long, black raven hair.
"Thank you, Doctor Richard," Diana says, feeling grateful to work with him as his secretary in the day as she works as an Onlyfans model in the night.


"Don't worry, Diana, I bought these clothes for you. You are a great secretary, and I have to compensate you," he says as he gives her a purse with a set of clothes, cute designer jeans, and a hot top.
"Oh, thank you, doctor Richard. He is so cute," she says happily to him.
"I know you're going to love this; well, it's time to get back to work, so please, get ready," he says with a smile.
"Oh yes, I'm going to wear this right now. Thank you, sweetie, I love you." She says with a smile adorning her face, discarding her loose clothes and wearing the new ones; they fit perfectly on her tight, hot body.


"I'm ready to work," she says, taking a picture and posting it to her social media page while Dr. Richard watches her get back to her work with a smile on his face.

"This capsule is perfect; I have to be careful not to use it with everyone," he thinks, taking notes on paper.