Being a girl (Patreon)

The man held Mike down against the balcony railing. Cars were driving by as they made love. Mike had met Roger only hours ago, and here he was letting him take advantage of him. He couldn’t believe how incredible it felt to get fucked as a woman. Roger’s warm kisses against the back and side of his neck made Mike’s legs weak. He could barely hold himself up with the help of the railing while they lost themselves in their lust. He could feel the other man’s length making itself at home while his slim, pink fingers tightly gripped the railing.

Mike steadily lost his masculinity. He originally underwent transition therapy for a school social experiment. He was trying to get his PhD and decided to start testing male behavior out during his free time over the summer. What he didn’t expect was the speed of his transformation. A few days on transition therapy pills led to a rapid change in his body. He signed that he wanted to make all of this temporary, but he found that the steady changes to his body made him want to keep things the way they were.

His skin was the first major change. It became clear and soft, and his long, blonde hair became wavier and healthier. His nipples became pointier, and his chest grew large, firm breasts. His waist became narrower, and his male genitals eventually shrank. It didn’t fully transform until a few hours ago, which was when the last bit of his prideful masculinity faded away. He played with himself out of curiosity before experiencing his first female orgasm. After fully enjoying himself, he didn’t hesitate to try on his sister’s clothes. He fully intended on taking things further with his new body. Full of hormones he hadn’t felt before, he forced himself into going to the nearest bar he could find that evening. Out of all the men at the bar, Roger was the only guy who had the courage to hit on him. And as Mike bounced back against the other man’s cock, he finally decided to keep things the way they were. 

Being a woman just felt so much better.